Bargaining.
Sunny boats clutter the bay.
Storm-beaten seagulls shriek shored lament.
Windless now calm covers the distance
between shore and ship in misty-grey haze
as she, dressed in Sunday-best
waves to the horizon with young insistence.
Innocence kicking the sand.
Troubled girl praying as men haul in vessels.
Tide now laps quiet on harbour walls
after bargaining pleas for Pa's safe landing
means she in a foam-soaked dress
can damply grin welcome to him she adores.
Do storms of indifference change
when children's trust calls to heaven in faith ?
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Good write Fay.
Thank you Orchi.
Wow an awesome poem on bay and shore scenes pictured eloquently. Kudos!!
Plz do read and comment my newest poem too
Thank you for your visit and comment on my few lines of poetry Zay - - am pleased you found some value in the piece on Bargaining - I will look certainly forward to reading your postings soon.
Those last two lines are so meaningful.
Andy
for me this is a study, of maturity
a hymn for the lost naivety of youth
where wishes and dreams
could be hoped and prayed, into reality..
a sobering, melancholic read
that manages to unearth
that tired smile,
we somehow still possess..
thanks for sharing, dear Fay
Innocence kicking the sand.
Troubled girl praying as men haul in vessels.
This is something that stopped time for me.
You may be one the most relatable poets I’ve had the pleasure of coming across in a while., interesting, how that style comes to fruition. Any thoughts on this observation?
Innocence kicking the sand.
Troubled girl praying as men haul in vessels.
This is something that stopped time for me.
You may be one the most relatable poets I’ve had the pleasure of coming across in a while., interesting, how that style comes to fruition. Any thoughts on this observation?
Hi Bill - -- thank you for having a peek through my posted work here and am so glad the poem took on value in perhaps your own memory - I lived in a fishing community and the scenes described were a matter of fact so are next to my heart - - the style is a mixture of much admired classic and my love for linguistic integrity. Looking forward to reading more of work too.
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