Early Morning Rituals

Where else might one
just sit
these days, and watch
the sky
and sea, in awe of such
subtle pastel shades
as those, found only on
a bramblings cheek ..
Indeed, all this,
while ancient anchored
fishing boats
in rows each dance
and sway upon a tune
the two of us
might well fail to hear ..
Yet still
the old men mend their
ragged nets and
women tend, then gut,
then scale
and clean the catch ..
as cobbled streets again
turn silver ..
And all before breakfast
on a day just like
yesterday, today and tomorrow