The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

The extended well conceit holds together with quiet coherence, and the title's inversion of the familiar phrase — abundance implied, but through neglect rather than fullness — sets up a productive tension the poem mostly earns. The final image of the frayed rope is the poem's strongest moment: it is concrete, melancholy, and carries the emotional weight of the whole piece without overexplaining itself.

The middle stanza is the weakest of the three. "By clement or contrary / weather on seasonal cue" feels metrically forced and slightly awkward in phrasing — "on seasonal cue" in particular reads as filler shaped to fit a rhythm rather than a phrase chosen for meaning. Since the stanza's work is essentially transitional, bridging the well's disuse to the vessel's longing, it might repay closer attention to whether each word is pulling its weight or merely filling space. Tightening that stanza would let the final image land with even more force than it currently does.

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Hi!

I sense a subtle loss in this poem and am intrigued by your use of the word “disuse.”

I like the rhymes you chose, and how you made them work with your imagery. 

 I'd change is the third line, last stanza. 
"once lowered by pulley." ~ Geez.
 

Hello, CB,

Not so much a sense of subtle loss here, but perhaps the painful awareness of neglect?

Thank you,

L