Sea Mist, Tugs And Trains Poem by vince gullaci
Sea Mist, Tugs And Trains
Angel hair falling
as a gentle sea mist
obscures the tugboats,
mournful horns wailing,
waiting for their turn to settle
the long ships
goods trains, whistle blowing travelling
through the grimey industrial estate
the mist, the mournful tugboats
and the lingering train whistles
stand the hair on my neck.
Friday, March 30, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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4/25/2024 5:29:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Perceiving nature and presenting feelings in such amazing and excellent poem motivates mind. This is brilliantly penned...10
Thank you, Kumarmani.A wonderful comment much appreciated by me. Best wishes, Vince.