Self Marooned Fisherman

Self Marooned Fisherman

A Poem by TheNightShift

Turning off the engine and the lights,
the fisherman let his boat come to a stall.
From the last light of sunset he saw his wake,
and knew he would go no further.

The fisherman had gone on his last voyage,
weary and seeking a final resting place.
Here in nature’s last frontier,
he would not find a nobler grave.

© 2017 TheNightShift


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Added on February 5, 2017
Last Updated on February 5, 2017
Tags: Poetry, Depression, Dark Poetry

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TheNightShift
TheNightShift

Reykjavík, Iceland



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I'm an aspiring author from Iceland. I have an interest in history, science fiction, video games and more. more..

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