Here's a draft I've been working on. I dunno.
Cape Disappointment, WA
Is that how you are these days?
Like the Graveyard of the Pacific?
I am a bit.
--Anne de Marcken
This shore shall be named
after my disappointment so that
my disappointment can jut far
out into the ocean.
Future travelers will have to build
a lighthouse to warn passing ships
of my disappointment, which is
a threat on foggy nights.
Lewis and Clark will plant
a flag proudly atop
though I had claimed it first.
Troops will arrive
to fortify my disappointment.
My lush disappointment which
supports a bounty of vegetation
and therefore allows wildlife to thrive.
Eventually, a national park will be
erected around my disappointment
and tourists will flock. On legal holidays,
on Sundays after church, families
will picnic along the sands of my
disappointment. I should be --
but how can I be? -- glad
for them. My disappointment
has erased all our names.