Willow has provided her weekly photo prompt. I was a bit stumped, or weighted down, if you will by this one! So after a couple of days I wrote the following poem (almost a limerick) just for fun. Thanks again, Willow!
the fisherman
in a rusted toolbox lay a weight,
ringlet empty, pitted face.
just one kilo lump I found,
two point two it gave in pounds.
neatly tied on nylon line
I cast it heavy just one time.
splashing loudly in the lake
the too too heavy leaded weight
sank more quickly than I could wish,
broke the line
and killed
a fish!
Poem © 2010 by R. Burnett Baker
Photo courtesy of "Willow" from Magpie Tales blog.
Hysterical! Well done
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When I started reading your piece, I thought to myself, "Hey, this is going to be too heavy for a fishing line weight". Giggles. But I see you knew that. Delightful, Rick!
ReplyDeletePS~ I thought you might recognize this weight as Chinese. It came from Nanjing!
ReplyDeletelol. fun poem...lets hope the fish floats to the top so you can say you caught something. smiles. great magpie!
ReplyDeleteClever!
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Yes!
ReplyDeletei skipped stones across the lake and saw you there..
applause...applause...
well not for the dead fish... :)
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*chuckle* an adorable poem!
ReplyDeleteWhat fun!
ReplyDeletePoor fishy! Poor fisherman too. A broken line and no dinner either.
ReplyDeleteyou are a clever man
ReplyDeleteloved the couplets
and the line breaks rushing us
to a good laugh
Poor fish! It looks doomed any which way it turns.
ReplyDeleteHa! Wasn't just the fish that got hit over the head with that last line!
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