Short Fishing Net Poems
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sun scattered in stream
village children play on bank
fishing net is full
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Kolkata, June 12, 2016
an agile perch
jumps out of the fishing net
labour lost
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Placement:None; (January 2011)
Contest:Haiku vs Senryu
Sponsor:Charles Henderson
By:kashinath karmakar(18th January,2011)
Finally he has gone to fish
With a nylon net
Since unskilled he is
Anyhow has set the net,
But, o! he alone has caught
All the fishes
No a single one in the pond
For them, you or us,
Modern devises are so accurate
To finish things at once
Beings also face same fate
Here, there always.
Death hangs
on the poles
at our bank.
A Chinese
fishing net
sinks down
with baits
to lure into
the fate.
Doom lurks
between the
darkness and
the blue.
Joys dry in the
breathless net
at dawn. As
care snoozes,
snare catches.
First printed in The Literary Hatchet (Pear Tree Press)
My not posted letters
My black tears
Is happening in living with you
I did not know the wind
I fell in black fishing net
I did not know that the last sunshine of the life
..will burn me
And you were all that
Black tears
And no white fish
Will understand
That my boat is broken
Black cherries
Platonic hearts
Remembering moments from the past
Climbing railings
Watching cars pass
Red, white, green and blue
A picture of a world I once knew.
Loss of breath
Running shoeless
Suffocating smoke filling the air
Angered cries
Too many lives
taken in like a fishing net.
We are only people in the end.
Red and golden fish
Swim in marble pond
Once I had a wish
Can’t remember what
Doesn’t matter now
What am I to do
Because anyhow
It depends on you
You will say oh no
Maybe feel upset
I will say hello
Where’s your fishing net
I will drink this cup
You will puff your steam
It goes down and up
And the pond turns green.
< once there was a girl locked in closet
dear old dad said well thats what you get
little did he come know
let out by little bro
but recaptured by moms fishing net
Entry For Leighann Anderson's
Sea Of Words Contest
G.L. All
Humans are supposed to be, Mother Nature’s caretakers
but it seems like, they just want to be undertakers
as all of our breeding, increases human population
that only leads to, Mother Nature’s destruction
Humans have become like, bacteria in a petri dish
forever spreading, with so much, human density
like being in a fishing net, just wanting one wish
to get out of this place, the human rat race