Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Bearded Ballads 10/30: Fishing

Our lives 
intersect like shipping lanes
as poems
trawl the open waters
for words.

Struggling with the
nets all night
but because
You say so,
we’ll let them down

Beginning to break
all for your sake.

Go away from me,
for I am a sinful man.


  1. I really like the imagery of poems trawling open waters for words. Trawling is a good word. What kinds of sins are we talkin' about here?