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Beyond the Harvest

Posted by in on 21-7-12

Like poppies and daffodils, the lobster buoys dot the bay
and as the flowers sway in the breeze the floats bob in the waves.
Terns and seagulls dive and cry at the bait on the boat decks,
lobstermen laugh at them, throwing a piece now and then into the air.
Hands rough with the work and bones that ache with the sea,
theirs are eyes that do not see the beauty of the shore’s fall colors,
nor smell the crisp clean air of autumn.
They pull on the buoy lines and haul in the catch,
only the smell of the sea is in their nostrils.
The sons and daughters out playing in the fields of red and white
some day will grow beyond the sea, beyond the callused look of gray.

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Stephen Pray was born in Portland, Maine, and grew up in the little town of Windham where he graduated high school. Even in those early years Steve was writing poetry, and his school librarian predicted that one day she would see his work in print. Stephen went into the Air Force in 1969 as a security policeman and was first stationed at Wheelus AFB in Libya. He then went to RAF Mildenhall, England, and met his future wife, Sharon, in near-by Cambridge. Steve and Sharon have been married for over 31 years and their love has given birth to three beautiful daughters. Their youngest child is Emily, who is a 23-year-old music major with hopes of teaching K-12. Middle child is Sally, who is becoming a child psychologist. First-born is Katy, who is wife to Brad and mother to Liam. Steve is proud of all his daughters’ accomplishments and he is very proud of his wonderful grandson. Understandably, love is a great inspiration for Steve’s poetry. Stephen roamed the world for 23 years with his wife and growing family, and the American Air Force, before retiring to Dayton, Ohio in the U.S.A. Stephen is a voracious reader of science fiction with over 4,000 books in his collection. He would like to take up sailing. He likes to watch movies, read lots of poetry, spend time with his family, and play with his dog, “Freckles”.

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