We sat under a steady autumn sky watching the tiny acts of rebellion as young clouds broke away from old grey from white, white from grey and the sun threw firecrackers at the surface of the sea silent, straw-gold crackling amid the calm we stole glances from each other as the tender harbour breeze kisses our cheeks turning us blush-pink the terns and gulls played tag swooping too close to earth that the seagrass stole some feathers and – as nature misbehaved all around us I softly gripped your hand knowing you’d never let me go because I was falling in love with you even more and this falling will go on forever like the marble-blue horizon
– under the steady autumn sky.
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early morning with the light muted the sky still a patchwork of slate and coal they set sail favours asked of Pontus & Poseidon hoping they are heard over the wailing gulls and terns they yearn for a return to bountiful days and bulging nets of catching shoals of silver in their pastel gilnetter on the North Sea once brimming with fish glistening just below the surface when the Captain and his Crew were daring wide eyed wanderers braving thunderous waves and caressing calm waters beating their adversaries to the best loot today they’re older grizzled and weather-worn with eyes the colour of their quarry wearing woollen hats and neon overalls they only dare to dream of a fair catch and a fairer price hoping to stay afloat in a sinking industry.
This poem is inspired by the hardworking fishermen who work the North Sea. Once a booming industry in the North East, sadly it has declined over the past 20-30 years.
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