The Fisherman of Fright
(By: Michael Vanderhoof)
A voyage never taken is this captain sure delight,
As he wanders through the open seas, on a very darkened night.
Clouds have come from nowhere, and the storms are sure to roar,
A feat he’s never taken, as he’s miles away from shore.
This distance not a worry as his heart is filled with sorrow,
A worry far from sight, except the sunrise of tomorrow.
The storms are now beginning, no turning back this night.
The brightness from the lighthouse is almost gone from sight,
No bravery here or courage does this Captain still possess,
His life in ever ruin, filled with pity and distress.
The boat starts rocking angrily, like the heart of this dear man.
A tragic end for this poor soul, was never in his plan.
Then strangely and unseen did all his nets unbound,
A query of this spectacle, was needed to be found.
Upon a close inspection, there was nothing he could see,
Coincidence or carelessness is all that it could be.
Then appearing on the highest deck, a figure dark and tall,
No answer from this shadow as the captain tries to call.
The captain stands in panic as for now he’s not alone,
The presence of this shadow turns his heart as cold as stone.
The waves are ever splashing and much lightning fills the sky,
As the captain stands so eagerly, no more misery is his cry!
He’s getting what he wished for, in the most unusual way.
Be careful what you wish for, in all you do and say.
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Author:
Michael Vanderhoof (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: In this poem you have my usual 19th century gothic style, but in this poem I focus on the person and his personal and emotional well being. Yes, of course I have a ghostly phantom/or the angel of death... but in this poem, I put the reader into the Captains boots right from the beginning. The symbolism in this poem is to compare the life of the reader to the Captain, and take time to reflect if the reader is also heading into the same fate as the Captain. In the end, I leave the Captains fate up to the reader as well, leaving it open-ended to determine his fate... But after all, hasn't this poor man been through enough...? (Also, check out Beware!, Monster in My Closet, Dinner For Two and Death Would Like Tea, Stranger at My Window...etc... More gothic favorites!)
- Category: Gothic
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Comments1
Amazing Poem, fantastic actually, loved the end as well but doesn't the powerful imagery of the mysterious stranger suggest a sinister presence. How can the reader not conclude otherwise.
Great piece, if I knew how to favourite a poem I would this.
Thanks for a wow! poem.
Thanks for your reply. It really is a compelling and fascinating read. Still thinking about it, Scrooge repented and made amends, Our sailor to me is a victim of circumstances, so I'm unsure about this correlation with Scrooge, but nevertheless the poem invoked the senses and that's the mark of a good poem. I have indeed checked out some of your other riveting poems and I am equally impressed. Thanks and very best wishes.
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