Exerpt #3 from: Hook, Line & Haiku

poem by: Joe Breunig
Written on Jan 09, 2014 

Hasta la pasta? 
Annoying filament knots
of spaghetti spools.
 

The squeals of delight
flow from all fishing children
with uncontained joy.
 

Sounds of spinning spools
always brings me much comfort, 
for I’m not at work.
 

Floating down the stream? 
Not a dream, after dropping…
A bag of bobbers.
 

In early morning
anxious fish are awaiting
the autumn school bells.

 

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