Saturday, November 30, 2024

Fish Tale

 FISH TALE


once as a boy

fishing the mill pond

past the time

and if at day's end

no catch came

no real care


nowadays 

between the nibbles

and snags

a mudcat looks good

even if it's not

the mermaid

i dream of


tomorrow 

i'll wake and

cast my line

and maybe

just maybe

hook the whopper

once and for all



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