Fisherman Poems - Poems about Fisherman

This is a story of very old fisherman and his wife it's not a story many told about their tragic life they married young ,no children had to each they often clung his daily job would make her sad for lives the sea had sung She'd waved him off each day at dawn from window balcony the stormy day, so some would say would be the...

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I crave a poem to emerge to purge something intertwined my mind preoccupied tied up in knots and spliced enticing distraction inaction protracting everything ...

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To catch from a net Is the biggest life to offer Mouth fed, belly full....

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Sunrise all the world But sunrise over the sea Brings unique surprise....

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they gather in groups casting their lines out at once waiting for big one...

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The Lonely Fisherman He sat on a rowing boat in the fjord he wore a yellow raincoat and a southwestern cap matching his coat was like seeing a French movie, an intellectual one I couldn’t stand by the window all-day reading sat on the sofa reading a novel a book too long, a mind-numbing love story. I read several pages, then gave...

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I mouth the words and giggle, shrill and bright Just how you like it. I make sure to take all the corresponding steps, to walk this sugar-glazed path Tongue on your neck I make sure everything’s in check, that you’re taking the bait And I don’t want to make it sound like I’m a fisherman As if you’re...

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In the quiet embrace of twilight.... the night fisherman stands at the edge of eternity. His silhouette, etched against the horizon, merges with the fading hues of day. The sea, a vast canvas of indigo and obsidian, cradles his hopes and memories. His fishing rod, an ancient wand, dances with purpose. Each cast is a prayer to...

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As I gaze long, far The Sun leans into the sea Sets water on fire A lone fisherman Paddles through the angry waves Few fish in the can Has nought to take home To his wife, hungry children Hoping for food, some The man sees not far In the glistening waters A floating buoy On which a goldfish Lay lifeless beckoning him The tired man picks fish Unknowing to...

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Close your eyes and take my hand I will lead you To a wonderland. With tree's so tall and grass so green I will show you Things you have never seen. To walk with me would be so nice and spend your Days in paradise So pick up your nets and bring your rod and Become a fisherman of God....

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At the wharf I donned the Wellington boots Of the fisher deceased, to trace my roots And see and feel what it was like at sea For my uncle a fishing devotee. The clammy boots were three sizes too large. I kidded myself that I could take charge, And fill the boots with fishers' gait and guts Aware the concept was deluded,...

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Wading water, my foot falters This freezing feeling is seeping, stealing Healthy heat from foolish feet Now sliding, slipping and trip, tipping Swimming swift so legs lift Scared stiff in the water wishing That fish found this folly fitting. May 28th, 2023 Alliterisen Poetry Contest, sponsored by Joseph May...

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James Macpherson THE FISHERMAN                                                 `                                            O.  /  \                                            |--/    \                    ~~~~~~~~\ --^--/~~~~~•~~~...

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Fishermen were holding their arms stretched out longer than a Ford F-50. Braggadocio stories were exuberant, not skimpy but sometimes shifty. Great grandson of one had been fishing without a single fish all day long. When he pulled out a guppy the braggarts broke into a fisherman’s song. “whether catfish or guppy, minnows even, if you cannot get a...

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The Fisherman has been To tell of His way to catch To fill up that empty net When they have tried every direction Saying catching these fish are hopeless That the boat would overflow With a never before seen fish Of all the abundance shown Are to reel in that big one That it might be found Oh how he taught which...

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