three short poems

.

walking once more

to the end of the pier

there is a fisher

with a crabpot

there is a plane

overhead

.

walking and walking

throught the evening

towards a tower

"it's a navigation aid"

"it's a pirate's lookout"

we are in

perfect

agreement

.

another dog

bounds along the beach

"that one's cute" you say

i pant a little

wonder

if you see

my tail wagging

.