A reconstructed wharf
its newness foreign
wide
bare
held up by pilings
old and new
Ghosts of lost familiar eateries
caught in a winter storm
hover with nowhere to land
amidst fragmented memories
and fisherfolks patiently waiting
Capitola Wharf: An old friend – then and now
Related Articles
This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
Dancing to the Words 
your thoughts, reflections are welcomed