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Nature Sport Poems | Nature Poems About Sport

These Nature Sport poems are examples of Nature poems about Sport. These are the best examples of Nature Sport poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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The Sport of Fishing

They say that fishing is a sport,
but who wants to compete with a fish?
These small, slimy swimmers
often end up as someone's main dish.
The fish's pea sized brain
is usually fooled by store bought bait.
The only problem for the fisherman
is how long his patience must wait.
A fishing rod and decorated hook
lures the brainless victim to its death.
After its fins slap the human skin,
the fisherman brags with every breath.
A cold blooded fish's defeat
means little on the scoreboard of life.
If fishing is meant to be a sport,
why are the losers chopped up with a knife?

Copyright © Angie Sharp | Year Posted 2006