Charles Messina Poet Verse

Catfish Are Jumpin'

'Yond the fields 
      of golden whey 
 A mountains- grown 
      in grayish clay 
Near it's 'neath 
      a river flows 
On bedded rocks 
      green algae grows
 Catfish' treats- 
      a tasty bite 
They eat, they jump 
      into the night 
When morning's sun 
      begins to rise 
They jump again
      to catch 'em flies

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M. L. Kiser May 17, 2020 at 1:38 PM This is fun, good imagery and beautiful rhythmic. Enjoyed and stay well.

Rob Carmack May 14, 2020 at 10:32 PM I like the rhythm of this.

Jennifer Proxenos May 14, 2020 at 12:52 AM You must be a keen fisherman Charlie - they make a tasty meal - lovely poem. Blessings and hugs, Jennifer.

Gershon Wolf May 13, 2020 at 4:24 PM Wish my dementia weren't so, you know, what-do-you call it? -- advanced! Then I could enjoy these fish-cats. lol. ~ Doubled down

Juliet Ligon May 12, 2020 at 2:48 PM This was fun to read, cowboy.

Tom Cunningham May 12, 2020 at 7:47 AM Enjoyed your verse Charlie, how many did you catch.? Hope you're well Tom

Jan Allison May 12, 2020 at 7:38 AM what vivid imagery in your charming rhyme Charles:-) hugs Jan xx