Fishing

Thomas W Case



Ice melts on the Lake.
Fish will move into shore soon.
Please bring back the dock.

Anxiously waiting.
I just bought some more tackle.
March, please be a lamb.

Walleyes taste the best.
Get the hot Cajun batter.
I feel a slight tug.

  • Author: Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 8th, 2024 14:07
  • Comment from author about the poem: Haikus are not my strong suit. Check out my book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems on Amazon.
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments6

  • orchidee

    Good writes T.

  • Teddy.15

    lol reminds me of the song by the carpenters on the bayou. You also made me hungry

    Great 5/7/5's most enjoyed 🌹

    • Thomas W Case

      Thanks, Teddy. I do a lot of fishing.

    • Cassie58

      You need to be patient to be a fisherman, but the outcome can be delicious. Your 5/7/5’s tell a story Thomas and a visual one.

      • Thomas W Case

        Thank you. I appreciate it.

      • Goldfinch60

        Good words Thomas. There is nothing quite like a fish pulled from the water and cooked straight away.

        Andy

      • Meera Mere

        Beautiful poem Thomas W Case.

      • peto

        I've never been fishing but know many enjoy it
        Even get competitive
        Liked that you got a tug at the end
        Well written as per



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