Fisherman

Wrinkled skin holds together

Years of salt, wind, and weather.

Knowing eyes have gone through more

Pain than most, they still adore

Silky waves and starry nights.

Spends his time searching for lights

That will signal his safety.

He'll no longer fight the sea.

Until of course the next time.

He'll return, for it's a crime

To stop doing what you love.

Reviews

[Gianna Perry]

The first image in my head was that guy in the yellow raincoat - you know, the fish stick man, isn't his name Gorton? After that though, I really liked this poem. It's good with the rhythm and rhyme, and overall tells a good story. Muy bien :D

~Shayna T. Reed

[Kirbetsy]

This is great! You really capture the view and emotions of the fishermen. It's different than your other poems, but it's excellent.

[Jong Schrijver]

This is a different point of view yet you manage to express the feelings of it very well and give us an image of what it's like