N a p l e s P i e r

DocPribadi/Naples/Florida

In this quiet moment on a sandy beach

I watch the far away horizon

Showing its anger

by bathing the slabs of clouds above

and the water beneath in crimson

Nearby, a chubby little girl pouring her soda into her mouth

while staring at me.

On the corner, some old folks standing patiently waiting fish grabbing their baits

And a security guard talking with visitors in front of me

Occasionally a naughty wind cares my hair

And the heat burning my shoulders

Making my paralyzed left arm more painful

Which I never care it anymore

I have told you how I am doing here

And you said." Great,"

Which is not enough

to cure my lonesome

When the night finally falls

And the beach blanked in gray

I am still here

Watching the horizon, and your image sinking gradually on the west

Visitors still come and gone

And the pier still standing inside the fog

with me, dreaming, someday you will be here with the kids

Watching the crimson horizon from the Naples Pier

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The art of fiction

In the quietness surrounding of Staybridge Suites, Naples Florida

Thursday, August 04, 2022/2.43, pm

 

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