Valsa George Poet Rhyme

A Jolly Fisherman

Driven by a growing angling fad
The jolly fisherman took a fishing rod
And walked onto the nearby stream
As the sun rose from the mountain seam

He had in mind the swimming Trout
With rising hope and speeding steps, he set out
Sat on a rock and swished the rod in the air
With the quickness of a practiced bowler

Looking at the line sinking low, waited quiet
Hoping to see the fish nibbling at the bait
Inhaling the fresh morning air, he sat
His head well protected with a frilled hat

As the hook line went taut in his grip
With rising hope, he pulled it up
But alas! With no booty to boast
And no fish at the hook to fry or roast

Uncomplaining, he sat like a statue on the rock
For hours, never allowing his heart to break
He waited all day till the sun went down
And at last with a smile, walked down to his town

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August.19. 2022

A Jolly Fisherman Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Julia Ward

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Bill Baker August 23, 2022 at 2:28 PM A typical day for a trout fisherman on a light biting day. Excellent imagery and descriptions of the scene and fisherman, Valsa. Good luck in the contest my friend. Smiles ~ Blessings Bill

Victor Buhagiar August 20, 2022 at 10:58 PM Tried but failed to catch a fish. The fishmonger is next door. :)

Rico Leffanta August 19, 2022 at 11:10 AM Jolly? A jolly fisherman is one who reels in an Apache trout, but you have certainly captured many a fisherman's day! Aloha!

Sara Kendrick August 19, 2022 at 6:53 AM Reads like a good contender for her contest. Way to go. Sad, he did not catch a fish for his meal. Maybe tomorrow it will be better. I must admire his patience. Your visit to my page was delightful. You might like to read my poem, "Maybe Or Maybe Not" which I just finished. Sara

Vijay Pandit August 19, 2022 at 5:52 AM A story of thrill and hope and disappointment. Such is life! There is always next time--that is why he smiles as your ending lines convey. Valsa George August 19, 2022 at 5:59 AM Yes, life is one of hopes and disappointments ! Probably this fisherman has some clever tricks up his sleeve which he expects would bring better luck for him next time. Thank you so much Vijay !

JC Brul August 19, 2022 at 4:39 AM A wonderful story encapsulated in this piece of marvel. Brilliantly executed in cinematic way. You are a brilliant story teller my friend. More to come.Blessings.^___^ JCB Valsa George August 19, 2022 at 5:56 AM Thank you so much dear Jez . We are all story tellers ! We see things and observe people and make up stories :)

Sotto Poet August 19, 2022 at 4:11 AM Valsa, with your really deft hand and great diction, you are able to captivate the attention of the reader from the very beginning all the way through the very end, flowing those feelings of hope, wait, and expectation. Your poem has carried me to a wonderful world of metaphors.  Thank you very much for sharing this Gem. and good luck in the contest. Valsa George August 19, 2022 at 5:53 AM People who are really great make small men feel great ! Your hearty and beautiful comments are ever a boost to me and I feel more and more inspired ! Thanks a lot dear friend !