The Port

By the sea tree roots seep

sand gravel travels

shores feet explores

half moon 

sea creatures fight food

dangle an angle

strangers string friends

something of looks to cook

trophy showcase

everglades waging

stroll the dock

forget the clock

where ships dock

containers

free trade made

import/export

embargo cargo

ship ahoy!

Reviews

[lessa (kenzie)]

This is wonderful, much enjoyed this one

[R.E. Ray]

I'm there, Roxane! Ideal, vivid imagery that transports the reader to the shore. Another very good piece from you.

[Einstein Noodle]

wouldn't change a thing ..life at the docks .. a snapshot yet big as life ... reminds me of Cannery Row somehow ... i like the style of you "voice" Roxane ... my cup of tea
E.

[ROXANE DORSEY]

Yes I sometime take a ride down Fells Point here near Baltimore's famous Harbor Place downtown. thanks for the kind review and read.

[Einstein Noodle]

i have visited Boston...what a great place ...

[Paul Bell]

This could be Britain begging to the E.U. for a trade deal. But all life happens in the port.
The gateway to the world.

[ROXANE DORSEY]

Thanks P for the kind review and reading of my poetry

[wordman]

well, you painted the image well

[ROXANE DORSEY]

Hey Word, I described it as much as I can remember being at at the docks, my dad was a merchant seaman and he took me for a tour upon one of those huge ocean liners. Deep. thanks for the review

[wordman]

my pleasure