watching fishing boats come in

sitting still at the vibrant water's edge,

     o awe-inspiring scene!

ivory sails-- cottony, soft, rivaling clouds,

     drifting in open sky,

reaching from ships-- kinetic, fluid,

they flow across the seem'd tamed waves;

men in constant motion:

fishing, mending nets,tending canvas,

     steering of the hulking vessels,

keeping an e'er-watchful eye,

ne'er too close to the static,

     jagg'd clustering of dull rocks--

the indomitable roar of surf.

Reviews

[Sara]

hmm, i guess looking at that picture and then reading your poem, the word 'impressionistic' immediately came to mind to describe them both... maybe debussy's 'la mer' can complete the auditory component, since you got the literary and artistic components down ;)

[MissWordSmith]

this was wonderful! so beautiful.. it's going to my favorites... and that is something i rarely do. :)

[Ruth]

You capture the essence of real beauty in this j.r. :)
The vividness to your desribing is stunning!
Great structure, as always too
xx

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

It is also an awe inspiring read. Such a lovely poem with such images.. had you not the picture up I could see the ship within my mind. you have some good lines .. kinetic, fluid, they flow across the seem'd tamed waves.
Ne'er to close to the static or the jagg'd cliff ... I also like the way you write the words such as semm'd , ne'er .. reminds me of how the sailors of these ships would speak.. it is a poem of beauty and serenity.

Chloe

[Coyote Poetry]

You create a beautiful vision with your words. Nothing as beautiful as the sea and a fishing city. I was lucky. I was station in a lot of Central America countries. In the early morning they were alive and moving. A outstanding poem and picture. Thank you.
Coyote