THE BOAT SHED - Poem
THE BOAT SHED
(Copyright 2020, By Dave Kiffer)
You wouldn't know
The boom weighs a ton
By the way it swings
Gently through the air
The bucket scratches lightly
As if lifting a shingle
And the old wood quivers
As the smoke blows by
I see the old man
Still stiff on the ladder,
Creaking over the roof,
Patching the endless leaks
Every so often he stretches
To his six-foot full length
And the breeze lifts
His Ocean Beauty cap
Toward the end
He needed help
To get down
And it galled him
Then he was gone
And his son took
To patching the roof,
Repainting the shed
And the son's son
Would climb the ladder
Until one day
He slipped and fell
Now they are all gone
And the gables cave in,
The seine net remains
Crackle in the fire
The Boat Shed
Has been falling for years
The Bobcat is here
To finish the job
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