The Daily Poem

SOMETHING LIKE A SIGH

The houses crouch at the water's edge

Looking out across to where

The fishing boats are huddled there

Inside the harbor's rocky hedge.

The snow-brushed giants stretch their limbs

Inclining toward the sheltered town,

And in the waters all around

The silent guardian orca swims.

I'm filled with something like a sigh,

But deeper, like a homeward groan;

A secret aching to be known

In this Alaskan lullaby.

D. Edgar Lamp

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Quatrain Stanza

Ketchikan, Alaska

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