It was a hot summer day when a poem snagged my line
it was dangling by a hook as it spun through my mind
I tugged and pulled, reaching for paper and pen
to capture each word as I reeled the big one in
but it came in no order and flopped about
slipping through my fingers as I began to doubt
if the poem was a keeper or a throwaway,
but capture and release is the practice of the day
so I gave the fish a kiss and watched it swim away
now it can grow bigger to be caught another day!
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Love this! So clever and funny!
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Thanks, Bill.
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My pleasure!
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Am I to think you let a poem get away? Good catch, Sue.
Suddenly the song Mack the Knife is playing in my head (Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white….). Wonderful poet’s poem.
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Glad you enjoyed this one😊 Good song choice🎼
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This made me smile, Sue….I think it’s growing bigger! 😉
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Excellent.
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Sweet.
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A nice one …Loved it and the fluidity and fluency of poem …👌👌👌
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Thank you😊
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