Tuesday, September 4, 2007

The Harbor (Comments on Change)

in the palpable air
parchment paper clouds
caress the hidden moon
or perhaps there are only stars

about half-a-mile out
a tugboat crawls through the harbor

sudden clinking
yet there is no wind
water slaps the post

securely tied
trapped in their cubbyholes
boats thrash about
nearly smashing the dockplanks

the waves took their time in reaching the harbor

down the waterway
the tug creeps steadily
toward deeper water

1 comment:

Brittany said...

hmm thought provoking and beautiful.