Been Fishing for Me

 Photo by William Doran. Creative Commons license via Flickr.

Been Fishing for Me

The old man and the sea

Fished into eternity

I’ve been fishing for me

Casting constantly

Waiting endlessly

For a great catch from this sea

Hemingway never made it

To the end of the catch you see

He was caught by death and despair

When his line tugged under

He pulled and fought

Until his fingers bled

He was pulled asunder

Distraught until he was dead

The old man caught the sea

And I wonder, “What will become of me?”


© August 8, 2014, Robbie Pruitt

This post was written for the Tweetspeak Poetry prompt using “fishing” as a metaphor for life. You can click here to read more or to submit your own.

The Old Man and The Sea animated movie: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W5ih1IRIRxI