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Reading Carp

PostPosted: Sat Jan 07, 2006 2:58 am
by K
Another fishing poem, I must take up the rod again soon.

Envisage a shell-shocked stare!
A gammy pulp of lip
Gulping superfluous air:

A beehive bloated body, where
Yellows acquiesce to gold and
a fat summer paunch heaves

Like a drum: my ear near, my
Eye exposed as barbed steel glints
From the gills, sharp as fear.

A leaden aura of incarceration

Which for that moment explains:
Then for a lifetime exhumes.

PostPosted: Fri Jan 13, 2006 11:15 pm
by John A Silkstone
Great poem K, it's a long time since I went fishing but I could see the carp within your poem. Well done.

PostPosted: Sat Jan 14, 2006 8:34 pm
by K
Thanks John,

Did you read my post to you on the other fishing thread? A fishing poem