Glenn Bagshaw

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Triolet: It Got Away - Poem by Glenn Bagshaw

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When going fishing as a child
the line seemed like a beam of light-
the woods, my mind, were bramble wild
when going fishing as a child.
I cast as far as those exiled
but boyhood soared, then sank from sight.
When going fishing as a child
the line seemed like a beam of light.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 3, 2010


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