Flotsam & Jetsam by Gary Grossman

Flotsam,

an accident,

cans loosed by

twenty foot combers,

climb and fall,

climb and fall,

bow skidding

into the trough.

Keys, wallet,

lines, adrift,

unleashed by a

chance slip.

Jetsam,

debris heaved

for cause,

life lightened.

Entanglements cut free.

Remora friends

and eight-armed guilt,

drift to a cobalt gyre.

Baggage to lose,

so years are

not an itchy wake.

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Gary is a Professor of Fisheries at the University of Georgia, whose poetry has appeared in numerous poetry reviews including Verse-Virtual. For 10 years Gary wrote the “Ask Dr. Trout” column for American Angler Magazine. Hobbies include running, fishing, gardening and cooking. Bio and writing at garygrossman.net and https://garydavidgrossman.medium.com/ respectively.