ON THE DRAG - Poem
ON THE DRAG
(copyright 2016, by Dave Kiffer)
It was always hard to leave the grounds
When someone else was still dragging
at the perimeter of the night
You wanted to quit, to find the release
When the diesel sputtered to a halt
And the rattle died in the trees
The sooner you stopped
The sooner the fish would be iced
The sooner sleep would come
But you knew that if someone else
Was still trolling into the dark
There was a still a last king out there
So you stayed on the drag
Until it became too deep to see,
You had to coil the lines by brail
Now there is no one left out there,
They have all pulled their lines,
Entered the harbor one last time
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