AN EARLY CATCH poem

An Early Catch

…on his boulder-white
stone a seagull stares with
startled eyes, early morning
light and reflecting waves
paint pastel delights, watery ribbons
and twisty designs, flavoured by windy
huffs rushing in low across the
expanse, crossing from mainland’s
sight and seeking a place to store
any treasure amid schools of fish
galore, hearts beating a triumphant song
as he stretches a restless wing,
morsels float nearby, sailboat
at bay rocking gently in its
cradle, awaiting early morning’s
hustle – feet thumping along the pier,
hoping today’s catch is
floundering and boasting near…

© Richard L. Provencher 1989

first Published 1989 Vol 1 No 2
Poet’s Gallery, Newtonville, Ontario
ISSN 0840-4275