Requiem For The Fishermen
Requiem for the fishermen,
who lay at rest in the depths,
once, the sea's foamy spray
flecked their weatherworn faces,
still breathing in their children's dreams,
chapped, ruddy hands,
once embraced their loyal wives,
the legend of their lives-
is spoken in the frigid winter waves.
In funereal respect,
come to the sailors' cathedral,
sing a hymn of the sea,
their families' grief will reflect
beyond their own years-
within the tides is their briny tears.
This poem is a 2020 Pushcart Prize nominee.
Copyright © Regina Elliott | Year Posted 2020
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