Old Men Walking To The Sea
OLD MEN WALKING TO THE SEA
OLD MEN WALKING TO THE SEA
GOING DOWN HILL THREE BY THREE
FOAMING MIST AND DISTANT THUNDER
OCEANS DEEP AND FILLED WITH WONDER
PASSING GATE AND ANCIENT TREE
HEAR THE MORNING SEA BIRD SCREE
LIVING LIFE BY SEASON'S CLOCK
WALKING TO THE WOODEN DOCK
FOGGY IS THE GRAYISH SKY
LOOKING CHILLY TO THE EYE
CLOSER NOW WE’LL SOON BE GONE
FISHING WELL BEFORE THE DAWN
DEW SITS ON THE MORNING FLOWER
WAITING FOR THE SUNSHINE HOUR
MUDDY IS THE WALKING PATH
STILL WET FROM THE STORMY WRATH
BUNDLED NETS IN OPEN BOAT
KNITTED HAT AND SEAMAN'S COAT
FRIGID AIR AND SALTY TASTE
ICY FEEL UPON THE FACE
SMELL THE BRINE AND SALTY AIR
SEE THE MAIN MAST CANVAS FLARE
POINT THE VESSEL TO THE WIND
MAKE THE MIGHTY SEA YOUR FRIEND
SUN IS RISING IN THE EAST
FOGGY MORNING MIST RELEASED
CAST THE NET AND SET IT RIGHT
CIRCLE LEFT TO MAKE IT TIGHT
SAYING NOW THE FISHER’S PRAYER
THAT THE MORNING CATCH IS FAIR
THAT THE ENDLESS, LIVING SEA
PROVIDE THE GIFT OF LIFE TO THEE
PULLING NOW AND FEEL THE PAIN
OF THE BONE AND MUSCLE STRAIN
HEAR THE FISHER'S GOD DECREE
YOU TAKE THE BOUNTY FROM THE SEA
AND NOW THE DAY WAS FAIRLY WON
AND NOW THE STORIES CAN BE SPUN
WHEN OLD MEN TALK AS OLD MEN DO
ABOUT THE TIMES THAT THEY ONCE KNEW
SITTING IN THE VILLAGE PUB
SMOKY ROOM AND STEAMING GRUB
RUDDY FACE AND TOOTHLESS GRIN
GRAYISH STUBBLE ON THE CHIN
TALES ARE TOLD AND SOME ARE TRUE
LAUGHTER FROM THE FISHER’S CREW
OLD MEN LIVING BY THE SEA
THEIR LIFE A LIVING SYMPHONY
Copyright © Tom Fleece | Year Posted 2025
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