Fisherman (v1.1)

Cast your bare line, fisherman
Hope that something happens.

Dream of days when fishermen
Chased and brawled with kraken.

Set a bare hook, fisherman
Only bait your breath.

No longer does a fisherman
Fight the waves to death.

Beat your bare-chest, fisherman
Seek prey, and pray on high

For days when simple fishermen
Defied the sea and sky.

Untitled draft

Does water in the river’s run

Dream of oceans yet to come?

Or does it, in its eddied pools

Laugh at river’s flowing rules,

And think all other waters fools

To reach for foreign shores?

Effort without objective - draft

With buckets and pump, keep us afloat,
Yell at each other from ends of the boat-

The holes in our hulls are letting in ocean.
Work until passion fades from our motion.

This ship will stay buoyant if we both keep bailing.
A lost cause, they tell us, but I call it sailing.