A slow decay is underway.
Castaway rotting waste,
dumped on a once beautiful mudflat.
Emptiness and sadness.
Abandoned to another rising tide.
The emptiness and dumps
will be washed and hidden,
When sea rises again.

Robust cast iron,
Gives way to oxidation of nature.
Cavitation, pitting, and scaling,
Painted with the oxide of depression.
Layered the once youthful hydrant.
Waiting for a new coat
to serve another new year.