(Poetry) Cambria Kelley- The Fisherman
The Fisherman
By Cambria Kelley
The waves lapped against each other
on rinse, and repeat
while the boat beneath his toes
broke the tides in two.
On rinse and repeat,
the fisherman sits alone
broke the tides. in two
he pulls back the skin of his recent catch
The fisherman sits alone.
tumbling in this quiet machine
he pulls back the skin of his recent catch!
glossy eyes staring back at him
Tumbling in this quiet machine
fathers catch sons with their own fishing nets
glossy eyes— staring back at him
the sea remained unbothered
Fathers catch sons with their own fishing nets
over disobeyed orders
the sea remained unbothered
sometimes, with a bottle of wine.
Over, disobeyed orders
the fisherman mirrors his father
sometimes with a bottle of wine
and the willpower to speak.
The fisherman, mirrors his father
unable to bear truths
and the willpower— to speak
dissolved into the seafoam.