080609111251-00 by Fay Slimm

Fisherman's Haul.

How long to the cove
will he take tonight ?
The half-moon hangs low
to shine him the way.
He will beach his small craft
and walk the last mile,
Across sea-scented sand,
and over the stile, he will
Cross the dark valley,
and after a while
I shall hear the latch,
and he's home to stay.

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robyn selters
lyrical... beautiful imagery...one can feel it and be right there...
 
Randy Hogan
You bring the lovely piece alive. I could hear the screen door shut as he enter the house. So beautiful.
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sonetta
a beautiful portrait of love....home is where the heart is....
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Shashendra Amalshan
Fay, this again is too short ha ha… Not that I am complaining, Just that I felt I wanted more …. Reading this poem was like watching a very touching movie. Anddddd to add more, I am sure the audience would have definitely felt that they need a sequal…
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carol
such meaning to this poem love it
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Sandra Martyres
A simple piece very well recounted....another good write Fay
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