Hunger.
How many dawns shall a gull's wide wings
carry night's shiver enough
miles to appease birds' fierce hunger
at sea, aiding eyes to catch something
that eaten keeps a feathered heart warm.?
How many dusks will a young wife's lips
hopefully open on same
ocean as similar need fills with ache
a heart missing harbour-safe kisses
as his overdue boat battles fierce storm.?
How many tides could it take to renew
resolute faith as starved eyes
search time and again empty horizons,
re-scanning each mile for love's food
sailing in late with her sailor on board.?
How many hours can be spent praying
for courage to shake away dread
and feed on the times when fishermen,
heavy with haul set homeward again
knowing a woman waits bravely in port.?
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Fay Slimm. (
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How many indeed. These brave home makers, wives and mothers placing their faith in the hands of a cruel but bountiful ocean. How many worries are silently contained to keep young faces fed with smiles and confidence.
The lonely night vigil as storm thrashes against her silent prayers.
Superb wordmanship which draws your reader into the atmospheric life of those who endure the reality of everyday in the places where most of us just holiday.
Humble thanks for your visit and read D.A. and of course for the well thought out comments you make on my poetic efforts - this tribute to those waiting at home for boats to appear deserves to be noted and so pleased you saw the value of their courageous example. The sea is truly an unpredictable place to put faith in yet fishermen's women have bravely faced it for countless years.
Good write Fay.
good read Fay,
though I'm intrigued by the picture: any story behind the statue and what's the beautiful landscape she overlooks? (forgive my ignorance)
Very true Fay, those women must be so strong to withstand the waiting while their sailors battle the sea.
Andy
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