James Casey

Rookie - 0 Points (11June 1940 / Binghamton, New York)

A Fishermans Will - Poem by James Casey

A Fisherman's Will

I have eaten catfish in more ways than one
Fish that is blackened is not over done
Bass done over a grill with butter basting
Fish balls fried are really tasty

I have had days I caught more fish than I could contain
Then there were days I didn't get a bite and it rained
Memories of Dads and trips where we bonded
Caught some that could have been mounted

Romance and fishing don't go together well
Poles and pools on days hotter than hell
I've never make a good fisher of men
But I have found fishing gives me a grin

So when I die I ask you please
Put my body in a river or sea
Let the fish then eat off me,
So I may return the favor, please!

This is my request in my:
Fisherman's Will

Jim 1989


Poet's Notes about The Poem

As I have stated in the past, I want to return to the sea when I die

Comments about A Fishermans Will by James Casey

  • Bronze Star - 2,966 Points Smoky Hoss (7/13/2012 12:05:00 PM)

    Excellent! I love this one. Many of my best memories are of my dad and myself fishing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, July 13, 2012


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