Written: January 2nd, 2025, for Contest, Sponsored by: Constance La France
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I caught an enormous fish
and held him by the boat
midway to the water, caught in a damp pitch
with a tight hook in the front of his throat
he did not fight, just as I wish to devote.
Bowfin can occasionally be seen
leading the dwarf length of the eel
excess during low tide in between
they're twisting and swinging for real
wrapped in some foils of a green meal.
He grips the crag with twisted hands
an eagle soaring to the sky and sway
close to the sun in desolate lands
amidst the azure universe, may it fey
ready to sink and scoop its picked prey.
Categories:
bowfin, animal, fishing,
Form: Quintain (English)