WHERE ARE THE FISHERMEN? poem
By Richard L. Provencher
Mon, 13 Jul 2009
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A wooden hull
bumps gently
against the dock
water slapping
across the
shore
skim of glass upon
the lake
distant hills outline the sky.
And in the cottage
mom and dad
are resting
children no longer here
now grown into
careers and faraway places.
They remember the boat.
© Richard L. Provencher
Website: www.wsprog.com/rp/
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Beautifully
Permalink Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Beautifully gentle....sigh!
Chris ;)
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I agree with
Permalink Submitted by sarah wilson on
I agree with Chris.....gentle sigh:)
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Hi Richard. I live near the
Permalink Submitted by sarah wilson on
Hi Richard. I live near the river Thames in Oxfordshire, England, a beautiful, gentle landscape with rural villages and thatched cottages. It has had a profound effect on me and my creativity. I go to the river every day with my dog, come rain or shine, and every day is different. So I know exactly how you feel about your special place and thought I'd share that with you:)
sarah x
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new Richard L.Prov this is
Permalink Submitted by Cavalcader on
new Richard L.Prov this is realyI tranquil. we went to Oxford and walk along river and celeb;Silver Wedd; anniversay. Then big cake made and all shared.yum yum. I keeo saying take me for a walk!costs nothing.Once Yorkshire boat canal and tea past Bishops palace up steps! tea worried boat wouldn't come back. Scenery and fresh air so good for you.
julie x :)I Like to hear about Novia Scotia.
time flies by.bless you all.
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Beautifully phrased,
Beautifully phrased, Richard. You manage to convey such an atmosphere of peace.
Wonderful.
Thank you.
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