Wednesday 17 February 2021

thin skin

thin skin


             a float

with just (a) small weight

keeping me upright 

in         choppy

      the              water

all the bait has been crabbed

bare hook (J) with

nothing to attract

even a small nod 

to say            yes 

he is was a poet

not one of the greats

   perhaps 

with their reams of

tartan flies

no bait you see

  ~~ shallow water ~~

no small sleight of hand

no flick of the wrist lines

no

more like thick guy ropes

that hold contented down 

when flight was called

clipped wings hopped

after them

looked at their soaring 

  {{ flying south }}

while he wintered

oh yes he wintered 

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