At the Harbour Paroles

Weather storms another day
For men the sea had found
Fishermen were laying nets
The barrels spread the bait
The seagulls warningg echoed round
Winds that wouldn't wait
People gathered at the harbour
Waiting for the tide
Eyes half closed against the spray
And tears they cannot hide
Hulls were creaking crashing sails
Rains were slating down
The oilskins flapping, decks awash
Slanting turning round
Thunder roaring at the harbour
Women drawn in fear
Huddle up to wait the time
And pray the sky will clear
Howling winds and the raging waves
Cracked upon the boats Women weeping holding hands
Of those they still have left
Shadows falling at the harbour
Women stand around
Weather storms another way
For men the sea have drowned