Howard Street

Off  the lake road lies Howard Street
             just one lane
                one way
             back in time                
 
small simple cottages built by islanders
before the highway begot the tourists
surrounded by oaks which block out the sun
you walk on an oyster shell bed
at night Black Beard lurks behind every tree
least that's what the brochure said
 
the street's name shake has a descendant
who will sell you fine crafts at retail
while spinning yarns of the village and sea
under the shade of those grand oak trees
            just one lane
               one way
            back in time