Bedtime
Fishing boats line up on shore -
They’ve done so many times before -
Weathered by the sea and sand,
Calmly resting on the land.
Nets are drying, oars are still,
The evening sunshine starts to spill
Over the sides of paint-cracked hulls
That sigh beneath the circling gulls.
Gentle ripples stroke their sterns
As evening sets the tide to turn,
And, in the glow of harbour lights,
They close their eyes and say goodnight.
They’ve done so many times before -
Weathered by the sea and sand,
Calmly resting on the land.
Nets are drying, oars are still,
The evening sunshine starts to spill
Over the sides of paint-cracked hulls
That sigh beneath the circling gulls.
Gentle ripples stroke their sterns
As evening sets the tide to turn,
And, in the glow of harbour lights,
They close their eyes and say goodnight.
This poem is copyright (©) Coral Rumble 2024
About the Writer
Coral Rumble
Coral won the Caterpillar Poetry Prize in 2018 and has worked as a poet and performer for many years. She has featured on CBeebies and her work is included in 'Favourite Poets' (Hodder). She has four poetry collections published and has also contributed to more than 160 anthologies for children.
