The Lonely Fisherman Poem by Billy Loving

Peaceful day at sea
So serene, danger unable to foresee
Catching some fish
Planning my supper dish
Humming a merry song
With the ocean, I rock along
Gentle breeze gaining speed
As I enjoy some ice cold mead
Sky turning dark gray
Impending rain on the way
It starts to rumble
For my equipment, I fumble
Lightening starts to flash
As the sudden wind begins to lash
Deteriorating conditions much to my surprise
Rapid waves growing in size
Inside, I rapidly retreat
Gripping the wheel, sitting in my seat
Frayed nerves, anxiously I await
For nature's fury to abate
By the winds, I'm blown
Never feeling this alone
Praying it's not to late
Peering through the window, awaiting my fate