Early Morning Rituals  

Neville

Early Morning Rituals

 

Where else might one

just sit

these days, and watch

the sky

and sea, in awe of such

subtle pastel shades

as those, found only on

a bramblings cheek ..

Indeed, all this,

while ancient anchored

fishing boats

in rows each dance

and sway upon a tune

the two of us

might well fail to hear ..

Yet still

the old men mend their

ragged nets and

women tend, then gut,

then scale

and clean the catch ..

as cobbled streets again

turn silver ..

And all before breakfast

on a day just like

yesterday, today and tomorrow

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 22nd, 2022 12:50
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  • Fay Slimm.

    You pen with such ease not only a picture but a way of life that carries its pride from years gone by rightt through to modern day where family enters the tending to caught fish for sale So familiar here too mon ami those early morning rituals that I could smell the sea and the catch ..............x

    • Neville



      I just knew you would get this Fay ..................................................................... x

    • Bella Shepard

      The magic of morning, there's nothing else like it. The start of each day ,with cherished routines that give constancy and order to our lives. You have penned this so beautifully. Now I'm thinking about my morning walk and the ritual of brewing my coffee, I can smell it even now. Thank you my friend!

      • Neville



        even before I hit the first key in response to your awesome review my friend, I could feel the beginnings of a smile forming on this old face of mine .................... enjoy that coffee Bella 🙂

        • Bella Shepard

          Here's a cup to my my friend!

          • Neville



            .......................... Aah' cheers B ... 🙂

          • Doggerel Dave

            Preserved in aspic by your piece, a way of life which many, and I’m not exempt here, would be unaware of its continued survival. Yet a very long time ago (I was a kid, in fact) a visit to the coast….. You assure me (city boy) of its existence yet?
            At the very least the write provokes a very vivid memory, Neville.
            Thanks.

            • Neville



              Tis true I tells ya Dave ......................... more or less every morning, depending on weather and catch .. one has to get up early mind and you might be surprised that few holiday makers or tourists actually do get up early enough to catch a sight of em ......................................... Neville

            • Goldfinch60

              Great words Neville I was there with the fisher folk as your words described.

              Andy

              • Neville



                Thank you Andy .............................................................. Neville

              • orchidee

                Good write N.

                • Neville



                  Thanks O.

                • spilleronsheet

                  A beautiful and simplistic days were the best days than the chaos we lived in…wish I could witness such peaceful co-existence lazing around corner watching the clouds playing with sun behind….

                  • Neville



                    I kinda agree with you spills & long for those days when steam was king and every day was a sunny day 🙂



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