Best Fishmonger Poems
Men You Definitely Wouldn'T Want To Date - Part 1I once dated a pilot …
We both had our head in the clouds
Our relationship lead to a lot of turbulence -
I guess it never really got off the ground!
I once dated a glazier…
He thought I would be putty in his hands
But I could see...
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Categories:
fishmonger, boyfriend, funny love, humorous,
Form:
Free verse
The Headless Greenlandic HorsemanThe Headless Greenlandic Horseman
A Meditation in 6 parts.
Avalanche
I.
The sky is starry
The night is scary
I'm very afraid
of the living dead;
On a mission; or Fugitives in the city
II.
The headless Greenlandic horseman
speaks Kalaallisut very well indeed,
plus Dansk and English! What a man!
A polyglot he is! Yes, sir! Although...
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Categories:
fishmonger, best friend, city, courage,
Form:
Verse
My First Love 1st Prize Award Wining Poem African Love For All AwardsMy first love
is a whore
but i want her back
because she always had my back
when everyone
threw me back, barked, nagged disappeared
continuously on me
just because,
i try and cry to make them understand how i feel
about them
My first love
is a whore
but i want her back
because the...
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Categories:
fishmonger, lost loveme, love, me,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Foreign Foodsindonesian beaches and
days of infinite hunger
drunk and repellent
I am again
there’s no time for fishy flattery
'cause god called a horseman
flogging a dead horse
outlaw of the oscillation nation
playing with matches
by the gas-works
and I have this foreboding
of foreign foods
and fishmonger hooks...
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Categories:
fishmonger, imagery, surreal,
Form:
Free verse
The Grime Reaper
The Grim Reaper, stirs from another well earned day of heavenly sleep
From within the bowels of this cavernous earth, from his cave so deep
His cloak and scythe, been cast to one side in an unceremonious heap
From last night’s hard work of collecting souls in the...
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Categories:
fishmonger, humorous, inspirational, write,
Form:
Narrative
Charlotte 2Charlotte and the bear came out of hibernation at exactly the same time.
The bear was irritable and hungry, and she looked tasty.
Don’t even think about it, I’ve killed bigger people than you before breakfast.
The bear hadn't a clue what she was on about, but there...
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Categories:
fishmonger, conflict, dark, death, horror,
Form:
Free verse
Suburban MindmeltSuburban Mindmelt
You and I know what it takes to make the sky turn around.
We still know when to stop in our tracks,
To look and smell and pause; we must, if we can,
For we are sad souls in a suburban mindmelt;
We know...
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Categories:
fishmonger, sad,
Form:
Free verse
Friends, Haven'T You Any FishThe best poetry stays silent and deep
It cries for attention below still waters
Each one melting into oceans weeping
I still fish poorly in infinity’s pool
With no reward that satisfies
How the fishees goad me cruelly
Titles of poems swim beneath
Above this captain surrendering
Then fragments of stanzas bequeath
I take...
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Categories:
fishmonger, extended metaphor, faith, language,
Form:
Free verse
Summers Long AgoNestled in coconut groves and lush fields of paddy,
with the love of a large family, each day warm and tardy,
Ever poised and elegant, stood my trove of memories,
as boys and girls innocent, played under mango trees.
Soon as grandma came in sight, her hair grey with...
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Categories:
fishmonger, family, nature, nostalgia, peopleday,
Form:
Quatrain
Red Drumprettiest fishmonger I’ve ever seen
sells red drum by the brine so green...
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Categories:
fishmonger, sea
Form:
Crystalline
Opalescent Rainbow BassOpalescent rainbow bass, slippery catfish large,
green banks of rivers, beyond the rich man's barge.
Guppies gallows, fishmonger agleam,
going fishing, Saturday. Catch me downstream.
Opalescent rainbow bass, slippery catfish large.
bring those bobbers, and peanut butter jars.
Hitherwards we traipse, little boy, while it’s still dark.
fishing with a...
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Categories:
fishmonger, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Small FrySmall fry
Fingerlings are playing among seagrass in shallow water
they stop when the big shadow of an adult passes overhead
sometimes they play is so exciting they forget
and end swallowed whole by a fish that knows no mercy.
Alas, the tiny fry has a short memory and...
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Categories:
fishmonger, best friend, blessing, confusion,
Form:
Sonnet
Surf and TurfI went to the butchers to get me some fish
I asked for some haddock to bake in a dish
The butcher said, “Sir, if it’s fish that you’re after,
You’ve picked the wrong place and you couldn’t pick dafter.”
He said, “If you want fish you want the...
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Categories:
fishmonger, nonsense,
Form:
Rhyme
Dead FishDead fish on the dead fish counter;
surprised bulging aqueous eyes stare,
none of them belly-up
but spread on their sides in a pageant
of slippery colors.
Silver, red, rainbow streaked
and all the muddy tones
of river and sea are laid out
on the broken ice for all to judge.
Armored scales flash...
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Categories:
fishmonger, poetry,
Form:
Free verse