A beautiful autumn day
In a late afternoon stream
There is a fish out of water
There he lies… abundant
In flourishing slime from his scales
I release him solemnly
Away he swims faster than a speeding bullet
Here lies a fly
Red, green, with a slight tint of purple
Glimmers down the river
As shiny as a new dime
Oh a bite
I set the hook as quickly as
A hungry man on a Christmas ham
A nice trout
Local of an Alaskan stream
A hint of lemon
I am worthy of his salt
What a wonderful day this is
That trout was truly easy money
Although
You give a man to fish
He will eat for day
Teach a man to fish
He will eat forever
Now the day is old
And I must leave
To give it a rest
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3 comments:
Wow!
Good descriptions! 10 clichés?
Jason, I really like your poem. Thank you for bolding the cliches.
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