I’ll Cast My Net No More

RIP to Gene Wilder, here’s an older poem


Pull up the anchor one last time
Then thrust my oar into the foamy brine
Often have I churned
with arms that burned
My home became a darkened speck
Resting upon the horizon's deck
I'll cast my net no more
For the far away shore
And I'll no longer dwell
Within Poseidon's swell
My calluses I've earned
For Siren's graces I've yearned
My eyes still watered and burned
The oars quicken as I churned
But I'll no longer cast my nets
To fill with inky regrets
I bid farewell to my family first
A salty sea to quench my thirst
Life's adventures have passed me by
Now in my funerary vessel I lie
And I'll cast my net no more
For the far away shore
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