Year:
2019
Requiem for the fishermen,
who lay at rest in the depths,
once, the sea's foamy spray
flecked their weatherworn faces,
maritime spirits,
still breathing in their children's dreams,
chapped, ruddy hands
once embraced their loyal wives,
the legend of their lives-
is spoken in the frigid winter waves.
In funereal respect,
come to the sailors' cathedral,
sing a hymn of the sea,
their families' grief will reflect
beyond their own years-
within the tides is their briny tears.
This poem is in the Fall/Winter Highland Park Poetry, "The Muses' Gallery".
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Hi Regina,This beautiful poem
Hi Regina,
This beautiful poem would make a wonderful film or documentary.
Haunting and emotive.
M
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M, you're so kind, thank you.
M, you're so kind, thank you. :-)
Regina
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