Beams and bolts of a bridge
spread shadows like chestnut trees
onto the stark Riverside Diner.
A brown river flowing smooth
like chocolate swirling in cups
rumbles deep to the ocean.
Men with hats, herringbone coats
and leather gloves find comfort
on wooden seats; rugged and sure.
Cigarette smoke crawls freely
from the lips of the cook
whose hands satisfy hunger.
A tug boat whistle
shrieks sharply cutting the air,
alerting the men to quickly
finish their meals.
Roger Singer 