Blind Catch

One day, out fishing with my fly, a gal cast through; she caught my eye. Well, she set the hook; and now I don’t look at the catch of any other guy. ---------- Doesn't read like a limerick, does it? I think because the meter for 1, 2, 5 is not as expected: da-Dum-da-Dum-da-Dum-da-Dum da-Dum-da-Dum-da-Dum-da-Dum da-Dum-da-da-Dum da-Dum-da-da-Dum da-da-Dum-da-Dum-da-Dum-da-Dum So what's the verdict?

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Panagiota Romios

Date: 3/31/2022 12:01:00 PM

A fantastic write, Jeff...I like it. No experts here. Just hundreds Of self Proclaimed Poet Laureates.)) That’s the best part of being here. Pangie xo

Jeff Kyser
Date: 3/31/2022 1:56:00 PM

Funny, my wife's grandmother got her college degree well past the age of 60, and actually was the poet laureate for the state of Mississippi. She wrote many, many short, pithy poems. Probably not too many Nantuckets though... :-)

Susan Ashley

Date: 3/30/2022 4:23:00 PM

Haha! An endearing and humorous limerick, Jeff. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Jeff Kyser
Date: 3/31/2022 2:01:00 PM

Thanks, Susan!

Jan Allison

Date: 3/30/2022 3:39:00 PM

It's a clever limerick Jeff and even though it's not the more traditional form I still like the flow of it:-) hugs Jan xx

Jeff Kyser
Date: 3/31/2022 2:00:00 PM

Thanks, Jan. Yeah, I saw where an a/a/b/b/a in an 8/8/8/8/8 is a quintilla, so I guess there are all sorts that are subtly different.