The Harbor

Leonid Afremov

Leonid Afremov

The harbor in Honfleur
brings boats to quaint moorage
at an ancient stone`lined quay
directly in the city`center

There are not many boats
But the ones I see speak more
of wild`seas than wealthy`sport
Of deep`water & weighty`cargo

All around the quay
rise colorful shops & cafés
while on the corner a hollow
church keeps silent vigil

Jesus left the church
quite long ago you know
Lives now on one of the boats
Wears a Greek seaman’s cap

Brings all boats
in time to Safe Moorage
at the Quay in the Heart of
the Harbor in Honfleur


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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One Response to The Harbor

  1. marvelous illustration of our companionship with Christ

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