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Summer Fishing

by Cereal Oatmeal 4 months ago in nature poetry

No shoes left alone

Lemons swirling sweet, an ice cold pitcher

Cicadas sing ageless summertime songs

Mickey Mouse rod, seven year old fisher

Georgia red clay, grilling, getting along

I caught rainbow trout, thumbs speared by their spine

Pawpaw threw his back, wide grin on his face

Holding the fish high, I yearn to feed mine

With some bread, a kiss, the fish swam in place

I turned for worms, put the fishing rod down

The bank gave way, slip and slide, the river

Mawmaw's shout, grandpa's arms lift me, the ground

Lost pink shoe, all alone? Made me quiver

Search, stir up mud, my next move is clever

Sibling shoe to water, joined forever

nature poetry

Cereal Oatmeal

Autistic, Pan, Trans

I use all pronouns including neopronouns!

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