Many of these poems will be of the city of Schenectady from early 1900 to the present.

GENERAL ELECTRIC COMPANY - SCHENECTADY NY - PHOTO provided by F. Duci

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

THE DOCK

THE DOCK

golden threads,
woven near a
crusty beach

bottle caps
empty cans of
beer

float near my
throne,
I brag - as queen

a paddle kissing
hands,
disrupting water

one owner of this
ruby land, emerald
sea, sapphire nights

emerald peaks at
brilliant light beyond
a twenty two foot dock

my court flew but
twice today
never spoiled wood...

friends engrossed by
poverty, unable to
see a personal sea...

tomorrow, I shall be
alone, as you recall
nails as carved stones

preserved since
earth began...
swamp tangled feet

tugged a mighty
seam holding life
at bay

tonight,
splinters of your
past

Nancy Duci Denofio
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