abandoned
crowded desrted
attraction
dogs and people play
round forgotten shelters
dank toilets
and pointless pines
there's a strong cold wind
leaves a warm glow of calm
freshens the mind
with ripples
ducks and planes
struggle into the sky
broken reeds
like skeletal fingers
fend off litter
and countless laps
everyone gathers
to be alone
even youths
have a night
on the tarn
Written by Bob Dunning, 5/6/1992
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