Blogging Poetry

The Empty Sea

Long Ages gone.

I am the Fisher.

I am the Angler.

Cast into the fissure,

Primed hook to bait Her.

She swims the Empty Sea,

all alone, deep, and free,

but I’ll catch Her yet, for

I am the Fisher.

I am the Angler.

The Sea’s great secrets

are my own.

My lineage spans

long Ages gone.

But we’ve long fished

the Empty Sea,

for a chance

to set a hook

in the Empty She.

I am the Fisher.

I am the Angler.

I will hunt,

with no regard

for the danger.


© CGT, 2017.

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