throw a line in - its caught
snapper shark bream whatever
tailor ruining his speciality
this fisherman
known for making his own tools
bamboo rod laboured with love
lacquered and polished
stained and strained
reaching bending to lair of the prey
this fisherman
a beautiful sight
a beautiful boy
dressed immaculate
latest fashions
perfect hair a must
this fisherman
oh how she loved him
this beautiful boy
this fisherman
fished land species
catching a few running with the tide
finally
trapped within his own net
this fisherman
oh how she hurt
that fisherman
1 comment:
Definitely relate to this poem. I've loved quite a few fishermen!
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