Fishing Poems | Examples of Fishing Poetry

Despairing seafaring..can be Lore of days of yore Glories or gory Bold stories told Foreshore folklore Hemingway’s…Old Man and the Sea Smiles..feeling chipper Like a wee nipper Reeling in a ripper Serious delirious skipper No not a wee kipper More like stealing Flipper (ah remember Flipper) Sort of caught Trials snort beguiles Rather overwrought Wiles & guile..fraught Palaver..how they fought All went iffy in a jiffy This grouper.. a storm trooper All...

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A fish popped out of the lake from his scales the water he done shaked looked at me, curiously, wondering, “Is he awake?” Well, I was still as a...

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CATCH OF THE DAY Today is Father's Day. So I wrote this string of Haikus as a remembrance of my dad whose favorite past time fishing. He was a fisherman extraordinair! dawn by the river daylight has barely arrived, mist dances gently morning reverie how perfectly the songbirds fill the silence old flat-bottom boat his rod and torn fishing net – father’s calloused hands the...

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An osprey circles Hoping I will find a fish for him A beaver slaps its tail Yodels to its young Turtles lounge in the sun As Swans and Geese negotiate A doe and fawn cautiously Observe my passing A blue Heron appears Undisturbed by my presence Soft breezes tickle the lily pads As the Dragonflies dance ...

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when we were wishing would catch big one while fishing with a lure swishing...

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I don't want to imply that it was bad. but what I've seen is drenched in black. And I don't want to feel this way for you. So scrape me out of you, and I'll lead you out of me. I don't want to live this way for you. Only time will tell how this will end there's to many scars...

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Fishing Memories my father and I early in the morning our favorite together time sun peeping above the horizon many times, we caught no fish who cares...

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He loved to cast a line and lay crab pots off the rocks down the bay. I would tag along for the ride and hope Tangaroa bless the tide givin’ up its catch of the day So the fish whisperer did call ...

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Minds meet mind minds to talk of what is pure and divine But they too are caught in to the web and reveal some things That should not be said, they have travelled a thousand miles To mend the broken lines changes were coming soon so they All gather at the table to test the minds to see...

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I'M STILL HERE IT ALL STARTED WHEN I WAS 10 YEARS OLD I WAS MOLESTEDFOR 5 YEARS FROM MY DAD AND RAPED BY MY BROTHER BUT I"M STILL HERE I HAVE BEEN BEATENWITH A TOW CHAIN AND MY HOUSE WAS SET ON FIRE WITH ME IN IT ...

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Earthquake almost ...

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Tea in the well Gin in the sea Spices are floating In the clouds with me Get a bottle of wine And dine with me Tariff in the big boat Dancing with me Vodka on the rock Locking at my new frock Whisky in the market Smiling with me I have dinner date with friends and Company so make your reservation before the clock struck three The fisher...

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like Summer time! fishing in the Irish sea wonderful Pisces...

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“You got the goldfish interview, as asked?” “I did, sir, but he lacked the wherewithal to answer me coherently, I fear.” “What’s that supposed to mean? The fishing section is looking pretty thin. You showed up masked?” “Of course I did. That goldfish flu’s no joke. He said he’s scared of casual infection.” “Your killer question, then? Your master stroke?” “What is the...

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Visibility is low, wear a bright vest, Cycle with lights on, caution is best. Stay on the bike path across the Tappan Zee The Hudson's below, but you can't see You can't see the water, the fog is like a wall It might be a blanket, it might be a pall You peer through glasses...

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