The Harbor

The Harbor

A Poem by Ethan

White, wooden, sunlit masts stand great and tall, like wise old sea-men remembering and recounting whaling battles of their exciting youth. Ships rock back and forth, softly calming and creakily singing to their warm cargo as a mother does her newborn child. The bleached seagulls fly, quietly chattering amongst themselves as though spreading great bird gossip, looking down and fixing their appearances in the glassy, mirror-like water below them. 

 The sea eavesdrops on conversations, and I, listening carefully, can hear the soft scratching of their quills as they document the events overheard, and watch as the frothy overflow of their white ink peaks at the crests of waves. The ocean strains, reaching closer and closer towards the hot, sandy ground, longing to hear more tales concerning the world of land. Sipping my bubbly, brown coffee, content with the magnitude of the beauty I have observed, I return to my beckoning lunch.

© 2017 Ethan



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Beautiful 💕
I was into the scene that you described so so so beautifully.
'The bleached seagulls fly, quietly chattering amongst themselves as though spreading great bird gossip.'
This is where I want to be you know. 😊
Amazing 💕
Keep Writing 👮

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ethan

5 Months Ago

Thank you so much❤️



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Amazing. If I had one piece of criticism it would be a little more variation in your sentence lengths. Otherwise, this is wonderful.

Posted 5 Months Ago


Wonderful job, it really does bring images of the ocean shore to my mind.

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ethan

5 Months Ago

Thank you :)))
Haha. Enjoyed this piece thoroughly.
Lunch can be so distracting! Bring it along next time?

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ethan

5 Months Ago

Haha I probably should have :P
Beautiful 💕
I was into the scene that you described so so so beautifully.
'The bleached seagulls fly, quietly chattering amongst themselves as though spreading great bird gossip.'
This is where I want to be you know. 😊
Amazing 💕
Keep Writing 👮

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ethan

5 Months Ago

Thank you so much❤️
It's quite poetic! Your words are very thoughtful, and the imagination used here is just mind blowing! keep writing!

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ethan

5 Months Ago

Thanks again Anjali :)))
Anjali

5 Months Ago

You're welcome!
Again, the imagery was great. Your language is amazing. I have no words now. All I can say is never stop doing what you're doing.

Love,
Vasilees.

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ethan

5 Months Ago

Thank you!
I actually found the ending really funny, it was very eye catching and enticing. I just couldn't not read it. The picture of the poem popped into my head as I continued reading. Thank you for writing and keep doing it I could see you having a poetry book at some point would be a pleasure to read x

Posted 5 Months Ago


Ethan

5 Months Ago

Thank you :P
loved the story,the ship was our first means of trade
the whaling ships was one of the first to work and battle

Posted 5 Months Ago


I really liked your poem, especially the way you describe everything. keep up the good work!

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ethan

5 Months Ago

Thank you very much :P
Great imagery! I, too, love the water and all that goes with it, sounds, smells and a feeling of contentment always calms me.

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ethan

5 Months Ago

Thank you :))

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