Dropping A Line- My Muse Poem by Joseph Anderson
Dropping A Line- My Muse
Ofttimes when in a dark despair,
With troubles on my mind,
I amble to my fishing hole
Bait hook and drop a line.
I see the myriad clouds roll by,
See nature's world abound;
'Midst hills and dales, flowers and birds
Tis here life's joys are found.
And soon I drift in reveries
On thoughts of bygone years;
Fulfilling thoughts of happy times,
Beset with smiles and tears.
My line starts bobbing, there's a fish,
A big one too, I find;
This will fill out my dinner plate,
Fresh thoughts caress my mind.
Now, I turn homeward, all renewed
With poe'try on my mind;
Grab pen and paper, eagerly,
I'll drop another line-or two
fame years ago with homey, down to earth style
poetry.Guess I'll never make it.
Brilliant Joseph, sounds like a great way to get away from it all and reminisce - hope you enjoyed your fish dinner.
There's so much room in nature for the mind to frolick..though not so much between four walls, is it? I enjoyed your poem.
Lovely poem. Keep dropping the lines, Joseph. Always a pleasure to read
Nice metaphorical statements, and flow. I like your rhyming! Nice work: -)
To an Honorable Poet: Going fishing is one of the most relaxing sport in the world. The good thing about it is that you can enjoy yourself even if you don't catch a thing! (lucky fishes) . A truly enjoyable write that is well rhymed and penned.
How we ponder at the ole fishng hole and unexpectedly the muse arrives to give us joyful lines. Lovely poem Thanks for sharing
A very good poem on creation.Imagination swells but delivers a little one.
I love poetry about nature. I walk my dog around a lake in Wales & have written poems on fishing. Nice poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Two of my favorite pastimes. Poetry and fishing. Not necessarily in that order. Good one Joe. As always.