Seascape Poem by Richard Provencher

Seascape



is precious like silver
under a blanket
of stars

day's brightness
downsized to cloudy
and gray,
high above a coastal village.

Son's report card showers
earned praise,
husband's codfish-catch
something else.

Now she lays
in the silence,
her man snoring
after a meal of loving,
son in the next room
wrapped in childhood dreams

counts her blessings
she does, family
a castle of expectations.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
In Nova Scotia, many families still live by the sea, and fishing supplements their income. Yet children still dream about what is outside their world, yet are comfortable with a present lifestyle.
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