Salt-crusted boots on splintered pine
Lightning writes the tide line
Thermos steam rises thin and fine
Night shift waits for morning sign
Porch light swings on copper chain
Thunder rolls like diesel train
Two souls keep the watch the same
Salt and grease in midnight rain
Grill goes cold at three a.m.
Regulars all gone to bed
Pie crust cracks on ceramic rim
Coffee black as riverbed
Net hangs heavy off the rail
Scale-shine caught in jagged flash
Radio spits static veil
Storm don't care for fame or cash
Porch light swings on copper chain
Thunder rolls like diesel train
Two souls keep the watch the same
Salt and grease in midnight rain
Window glows a buttered yellow
Porch boards groan beneath the weight
Neither asks the other fellow
What the water took or fate
Bell stays silent on the wall
Eggs turn slow in butter pool
Dawn breaks pale on harbor wall
Fisherman cuts the engine cool
Porch light swings on copper chain
Thunder rolls like diesel train
Two souls keep the watch the same
Salt and grease in midnight rain
Porch light swings on copper chain
Salt and grease in midnight rain