Safety-pin hook - the boy casts his line into a puddle.
Link with 1000: Deep / Not deep.
[I'm not so interested in fishing these days. At one time though, when I was about six years old, I was really into it. I'd fish with my Dad on vacations and at home I'd take a stick, some string, a safety pin, and try my luck in a mud puddle...I even tried fishing through a sewer grating.]
From "The Haiku Anthology" I became interested in Haiku and I have since written numerous haiku, senyru, and tanka. "Masago", my haiku pen-name, means "grain(s) of sand" in Japanese. I have recently started learning Esperanto and Japanese. A few years ago I developed a new eastern verse form which we now call 'Renhai'.
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1001. Fishing Fever
Safety-pin hook -
the boy casts his line
into a puddle.
Link with 1000: Deep / Not deep.
[I'm not so interested in fishing these days. At one time though, when I was about six years old, I was really into it. I'd fish with my Dad on vacations and at home I'd take a stick, some string, a safety pin, and try my luck in a mud puddle...I even tried fishing through a sewer grating.]
We used to do the mud puddle fishing with homemade rods, too! No safety pin hooks, though.
the bigger the boy, the bigger the puddle.
oh yes.
:)
story of my life :)
Trying to catch reflections??
bittersweet... love it!
Aurora: I hope you caught more the me. :-)
Pamela: :-)
Andrew: :-)
Floots: Ha! Kindred spirits?
Pat: Yes, I like that (about the extent of what I caught!).
Polona: Thanks.
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