Ocean’s current provides a
cascade of movement,
as pages turning in lazy swirls
the magnificence of high
tide, salty mist against the wharf
and dory boats eager for
Mackerel, Cod, await men on
their quest at five in the
cold morning. But the sun is alive
a yolk in dawn’s shine
embracing sky and water
sharing their catch of plenty.
Children arise with mom, dads
these families in noisy homes by the
sea, fishing thoughts clear deep
inside the hearts of all
who cling to this bay of bays
aside Atlantic’s ancestral shore.
Comments
Richard L. Prov... | January 8, 2008 - 20:34
A visitor travelling the coast of Nova Scotia for the first time is mesmerized by the beautiful and craggy coastline. Imagine, for hundreds of years, fishing was the sole industry for a hardy population. RLP