On Labrador Bay
A red boat adrift on a foggy day
Alone and floating in a still wide bay
Water and sky blended a misty gray.
The beauty of Labrador on display
The only color drawing vagrant eye
In monochromatic ocean and sky.
The swoop and dive of screeching seagulls fly
Now locked in memories of days gone by.
My brain has stored these thoughts to fill each page
They are safely locked somewhere in that cage
Present themselves, like actors on a stage.
The scenes are lost and blur as I age.
From the fantail of a docked cargo ship
Light explodes as sun reaches water’s lip
Colors of Labrador Bay amazes
When sun sets, lights dance each ripple blazes.
Sparkling copper and gold treasures appear
Now far away, those memories draw near.