Waiting (WDYS #138)

The bright red boat sat waiting

Waiting for him to arrive

To swiftly take to the water

Rocking over the waves

In search of the perfect spot

He was in his element

Attuned to the lake

In a Zen state waiting himself

For that first little nibble

To bring in the big one

And capture all he can

But the time never came

A sign went on the boat

Announcing it was for sale

The fisherman can’t come

He’s casted his last line

Leaving behind a legacy

And an empty bright red boat


Written for Sadje’s What Do You See (WDYS) #138

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