the worlds cleverest man once said ~ nothing you fool! he wanted a life
the dumbest man tried to copy him ~ but he hooked a fishmongers wife
this story has no moral ~ sometimes silence nets bliss other times strife
Categories:
fishmongers, allegory, irony, perspective,
Form: Monoku
Oh, amazing bluegill mushroom hunting gnome,
Sauntering through coral’s lifeblood, all on his own
Easing his way into the den of the fishmongers’ bit
Riding a bluegill as if his pirate lifestyle depends on it
And maybe it does, his ocean seaworthy life anyway
He slides through life merrily, hauling kelp out of his way
We watch him glide through dangerous layers of the deep
He rides a fish of beauty and strength, a steed to keep.
Categories:
fishmongers, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
There's a fishmongers wife called catfish
she's elegant, flamboyant quite swish
expensive clothes she wears
lives her life without cares
but smelling of fish is not stylish.
5/15/2018
Contest catfish
Sponsored by Catie Lindsey.
(Syllable count) 99669
Categories:
fishmongers, fish, vanity, wife,
Form: Limerick
Byju Road lies there
cinnamon and cardamom
in jars sigh intermittently
of the forthcoming marriages
under the eaves of pawned property
Barbie sits among the
plastic flowers,covering
the dust of indifference
her eyes search the glow
on the edge of a child's last wish
sliced vegetables and chopped meat
smeared in oil whimper on pans
a maid peels onion
and her eyes well up with tears
a dagger glints over her skies
fishmongers dry their saliva
shouting and bargaining,then
sell themselves;unveiled eyes of fish
stare at their futile fate
twilight curls up
staggering feet and swaying heads
monopolize the road; the stink
of vodka envelops the whole trial
Byju Road lies there,devoid of heart
Categories:
fishmongers,
Form: Free verse
Cobbled stones dappled sunlight Summer hills
Dizzying swarm of relatives+friends fill the house
Feasting family table for household and guests
Touching voices singing praise breathing grace
Wild climbing roses loved him to the very bone
Waved threw flowers and cried out his name
Candles flickered men talked in grave voices
Spanish leather boots dice musician two lutes
Pearly skin a thousand kisses inspired to sing
Tiny cherry chains studded rare saphires within
Delicatessan bakery merchants fishmongers
Dazzling smile brandy barrels mixing vapours
Dark red rhubarb blood trickling down his cheek
Rich golden tobacco beautifully scented flowers
Categories:
fishmongers, lost love, passion, social,
Form: Sonnet