The Fisherman

Before the Sun has begun
to create the day
the Fiserman writes in his log
the anticipation of his play.
His eye to the sky listening to seagulls cry
he looks upon the Sea
and wonders if his trusty skiff
can brave the waves' coaxing plea.
Seduced by Sirens with engines firin'
into the wind he holds the boats nose
the rise and fall of the water's marching walls
are cut through as minions of foes.
Heeding the call of the rising glowing ball
the Fisherman ventures out;
he will embark past the mark
without any hesitation or doubt.
He knows Poseidon will be hidin'
for today he can feel in his bones
that today is the day that people will say
"That man is blessed by Davy Jones!"
With sprays of sea mist and the helm held in his fist
he rides his nautical vessel where waters run deep
and cuts the power knowing that this is the hour
he will reveal secret bounty the oceans keep.
With a stern nod to God he grabs his rod
and administers his hunk of bait
and then at last his rod is cast
and he waits upon the bait's fate
Still in his rocking with eyes stalking
the mariner's blue avenue
he chews his tobacco plug anticipating the tug
that is his fight's invisible cue.
Knowing his time has come he sees in the chum
the wave of a dorsal fin
and can tell by its height it will be a hellish fight
and readys himself to begin.
Man versus beast facing the East
with wind now upon his back.
The fishing is best when winds hail from the West,
this Monster's spirit he must crack.
For hours, they fight in the dull morning light
battling wills in heavy breath.
To the fisherman's delight the monster's head is in sight!
He pulled from the Sea, jaws of Death!
Banners held high you can still hear the cry
of that fisherman on his boat,
for he knows its just time till he's back at the brine
of the Marina so he can gloat.
The other Salty Dogs will gather like hogs
around this Fisherman's catch
and in their soul is a hole as the Fisherman's chuckles roll
in knowing his catch they can never match!
To this day, some people still say
they can hear the Fisherman's thrill
when seagulls flock around that creaky dock
where the Fisherman brought in his kill!