Plenty of Fish

I cast a net,
wide and deep,
ocean waves,
into the sea.

“There are plenty
of fish here for me.”

My toil, timeless,
sweat and blood,
empty baskets…
not enough.

“There are plenty
of fish here for me!”

My net is old,
tattered strings,
edges strong, but,
web-less ‘tween.

“There are plenty… oh,
I think I’ll just have tea.”


©️ CGT, 2018.

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