Relationships last for numerous reasons
Even those built on hollow foundations
Surviving through feats of desperation
Afraid to let go and watch it all
Just slip away into the tides’ downfall
Amidst cheers and jeers the siren call
Thoughts of love washed away
hiding evidence of the fray
In platitudes spiteful looks betray
Wishing for respite while waiting for the end
Calling secret meetings with a special “friend”
Exhausted from the endless game of pretend
I could write an entire novel off the inspiration I found in Ketchikan, Alaska, especially this small section of town where these houses were precariously perched along the river. Having written a musical set in the red light district of New Orleans during the early 20th century, I was fascinated by the history and lore of Creek Street. I am sure there will be far more poems to come with photos from this area alone.