THE SANDWICH KING

HOUR THREE POEM # 3 24 HOUR POEM MARATHON THE SANDWICH KING A man named Bing, Is the sandwich king. When Bing was a boy, Sandwiches were his joy. Peanut butter and jelly, They would fill his belly. Bing stopped for lunch, Sandwiches by the…

Boxes

(inspired by David L. Wilson’s poem) Boxes I have known several My Dad was the first All neatly encased when I got there The work already done I lifted him up We all did He was light Hard to imagine A whole life in one…

A Sport Fish #3

Oh! I have done quite a bit of fishing in my life Always at the end of the line Holding on to pieces of time Mingling for the right catch night after night Taken ample time to prepare each asset To become the unattainable yet…

Fishing 3/24

    Some people go fishing, Others fish every day… The former group fish for cyprinids, The latter fish for compliments… © 2015 Antoinette LeRoux

#3 Fishing

Each day you cast your net Put out your carefully baited hooks Waiting patiently for signs that confirm your reality, Your control of the world Some days your boat is full Others, you drift, wondering where the catch is.

The 3rd hour

Let patience have its perfect work. And so it is with the sport of fishing. Man versus animal – a game of wits. The bigger the catch yields all the accolades and glitz. Curse you fish fillet! How I wish I didn’t love you so….

One…

Drowning… Who isn’t? Under the air, silky smooth caressing me while I glide deeper, ever deeper… Bubbles tickle rushing past my long, slow hair as I turn and see the others staring back at me… Who is the Shark now?

prompt 3

Fishing on Fish Quay Angling for an opening, Casting about For a date. Hoping to catch the one that got away. Lining the walls Of the clubs, and the halls, A lure for the one Who wont get away. Patience and beer, Long night in…

When you’re not around (hour 3)

I’m here though you are not. I feel so empty your all I got. This horrendous void I feel is starting to tear me apart. Not being with you gives me knife stabbing pain directly to the heart, I hope she is ok, in good…

The Old Man and the Sea

What do you say to a man who lacks the makings of the sea? “Old man, leave me be. Salao, you. Haven’t caught a fish in… what, 84 days? I am young, strong, sturdy. You don’t deserve me. I will climb a boat that smells…

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