Fisher Poems - Poems about Fisher

In the Court of The Fisher King, He sits ceaseless, and unyielding. So weep his wounds and sores to the e'er senescent march of mortal ages. A King enshrined in stone, no bait upon that simple line, no longer waiting in his patient silence, his yearning ache thus long subsided. For he denied that joyous empty faith, A...

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Have you heard of Fisher Folk Masked and disguised Often difficult to see When in front of your very eyes Some will see through the disguise Once engaged in conversation Others will never see a Fisher Folk Blinded by their manipulation Fisher Folk do not fish In waterways of any kind They only fish in ones psyche Fishing…. human minds Fishing information, only for personal gain Needing...

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The Fisher by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe translation by Michael R. Burch The river swirled and rippled; nearby an angler lay, and watched his lure with a careless eye, like any other day. But as he watched in a strange half-dream, he saw the waters part, and from the river’s depths emerged a maiden, or a tart. A Lorelei, she sang to him her strange, bewitching song: “Which...

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O’ friend! Son of this realm your native land and Knight of the Long Bay on the long shore - Fisher King to its isle and rock and sand where long ago we drank and gazed The Tor. And I echo back to that flickered light when the fires of youth burned in you...

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Fisher Price toys For every girl and boy A child’s enchanted heart Love of toys from the start The Fisher Price name Satisfaction claim Every child’s brand Fisher Price extends throughout the land Playful experience Captivation influence Fisher Price that no one forgets A time and place A past with no erase Inner joy A Fisher Price toy The smiles from every girl and boy. ...

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good fisherman, thinker, when the tide is not for fish It doesn't...

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Hair is meant to grow long and unruly Who am I to interfere with nature’s treaty with time? A king’s crown a tangled mess, so fashion forward of I to sport the look of a fishing net Yet I still prefer function, you see I have salmon-like thoughts, those zombified fiends stubbornly swim upstream Keep coasting, keep coasting Solutions are rarely abundant However I have...

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Turquoise was demure and fancy. A light blue beauty, with pretty birdsong. Our famous Mama Queen Fisher bird. Smart too, with a flair for fishing. She lured the fish out of the lake with her melodies. Her traps were always full of smitten catfish or bass. Fishermen paid her to bring them a catch. She collected the fanciest gourmet birdseed from them. We...

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Ballad by William Soutar translation/modernization by Michael R. Burch O, surely you have seen my love Down where the waters wind: He walks like one who fears no man And yet his eyes are kind! O, surely you have seen my love At the turning of the tide: For then he gathers in his nets Down by the waterside! Yes, lassie we have seen your love At...

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* * * NOT HEADED FOR A CONTEST * * * Jolly Holly wanted nothing more than to fish In her entire life, she had made only one wish All I need is a boat One that will stay afloat She had never been described as a sexy dish Holly had other attributes. She sure could cook And no one else was...

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Good is A, Grand Good Finisher, Who doesn’t need A Well Wisher. He had tops come as Dish Washer Before Studentship from Russia; His dragnets swelling in Asia, When he there lived as A Fisher… Now, A Company’s Car Washer And in their Church Foremost Usher Unlike Luke Lee with look harsher, Sometimes Post leaving for Rasher And self passing off as Pasha;...

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Playing at night on rocky ground, he sprained his foot. He hobbled onwards careful where his foot he put. The lonely shepherds had long returned to their sheep, But he wanted to see before he went to sleep. Shepherds said that angels sent them to the stable, So he wanted to see all was not a fable. The night was cold...

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The Fisher-boy Poetic Form: Couplet Tom is quite a fisher-boy, and the lake gave him much joy, Till the wintry freeze had come, then it seems to be ho-hum, All the lake froze-up in ice, "Make a hole", his dad's advice, Be a hole, though be it small, thinly ice had made him crawl, What was caught was not enough, going forth was very tough, A plain...

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The Fisher. A flash of iridescent turquoise Captured by rays of awakening sun As a new day born has begun Among the thickets and leafy sprawling trees Weeds and reeds Kissed by morning dew Wildflowers proliferate with a pleasing hue Thereby a sparkling trickling Silver ribboned stream Reflecting fragmented images of evergreen Within the stillness and quiet site A small darting bird takes flight Following the...

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koi not to be caught fisher breathed a sullen sigh pond veiled in lilies 8/6/2018 captcha of my log in ; kfp (4=f) Poetry Contest: haiku captcha Sponsored by: Harry Horsman...

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