Safe Harbor

Safe Harbor
by Michael R. Burch

for Kevin N. Roberts

The sea at night seems
an alembic of dreams . . .
the moans of the gulls,
the foghorns’ bawlings.
 

A century late
to be melancholy,
I watch the last shrimp boat as it steams
to safe harbor again.
 

In the twilight she gleams
with a festive light,
done with her trawlings,
ready to sleep . . .
 

Deep, deep, in delight
glide the creatures of night,
elusive and bright
as the poet’s dreams.
 

Published by The Lyric, Grassroots Poetry, Romantics Quarterly, Angle, Poetry Life & Times