Wishful Fishing Poem by Kim Barney
Wishful Fishing
At times I walk along the stream
and often dream
of all the fish
that on my dish
could cause my mouth to salivate,
or on my plate
could make me smile,
but all the while
I know I'd have to fish, you see,
and that won't be
because I know
I'll never go.
Wonderful picture, looks like a great day for fishing.
Excellent work! The minute poem form is very interesting, and I love the picture!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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7/28/2025 4:08:32 PM # 1.0.0
Your poem is humorous and the minute form is intriguing. Thanks for the smiles.