“Fishing Boat” by JWJarts
gentle lapping ebb-tide
tugs at my moorage
nudged toward the shore
waiting for my master
gillnets set for casting
once clear of the shoals
meantime pelicans
watching for breakfast
keep me company
while I doze on the swells
(originally posted June 2013)
Writer Lynne Sargent
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Really enjoyed this. With the exception of poetry (which I’ve only taken to reading for less than a year), I don’t read much fiction these days. But when I do, it is always stories of the sea! Neat how you wrote from the perspective of the boat. Take care. Beth
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thanks, Beth – I love things nautical, too – build model sailing ships – FYI my favorite seafaring books are the long series by Patrick O’Brian
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Can feel the sea breeze, smell the salt air and hear the waves on the shore. You painted such a vivid picture!
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I give the photo all the credit – this is the first time I wrote a poem specifically inspired by a picture that I liked
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You captured it well, Paul.
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much appreciated
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When I checked and saw the title in my email, I thought hm! this is different, then I thought about the sounds of the oceans and read further. You captured everything. Brilliant
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thank you, Bee
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Reblogged this on annjohnsonmurphreeauthor and commented:
Beautiful…AJM
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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Fine piece of writing.
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thank you most kindly, Ken
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Just what I needed given we have a force 8 blowing our beach away! Brilliant as ever.
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oh my, that sounds devastating
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This paints a really beautiful watery picture… The early hours of the morning on a shore…
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in this case, the picture captivated me and inspired the poem
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I can see why, the picture is brilliant.
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Love the poem, but the picture just jumps out at you. Beautiful combo of nature and poetry.
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thank you – this is a rare instance of having found a picture that then inspired my poem – ordinarily, the poem always comes first and then I seek out a complementary image
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Well that definitely explains why they go so well together. That might be a fun exercise. I collect many photos. Look at one and see what poetry it inspires.
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Only a fisherman can write a fisherman’s verse . . .
Thanks!
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well I take that as high compliment because I’m afraid I’m no fisherman
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Reblogged this on Lavender Turquois.
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thanks for sharing my poem with your readers
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Perfection, Paul, as usual.
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thanks dearly, Mirada
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There is a calmness to this that I love. Bravo.
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thanks kindly
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That is beautiful, you combined the outdoor wonders with writing… Great work.
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much appreciated
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