Hey everyone!
Below is a poem entitled “Golden Whale” that was originally included in my first book, “By The Ounce And Other Tales.” It’s an entry about possibilities. Sound off below with what YOU thought of “Golden Whale.”
Golden Whale
There once was a man of the sea
His boat his chariot, his pole was his lance
He wanted to catch the elusive Golden Whale,
Though doing so was a game of chance
He would return to shore daily
With many other fish in tow
In his mind he had failed
For he yearned for his prize in gold
The man vowed never to quit
Patience after all was a virtue
To ever get the beast on his mantle
It would was the whale he had to subdue
The bait was thrown from the ship
Out into the depths once again
The rod became hard to handle
Something had caught the other end
With a cry he lifted his prize
Out of the deep blue sea
A mermaid was on the end of the line
As beautiful as she could be
The man could not believe his eyes
To his friends onshore, he knew he could gloat
It was not the whale that was in his mind
Dejected, he threw her off the boat.
Flobo Boyce 