The Story of the Fisherman
Carpe Diem #1342 The Story of the Fisherman
fisherman's tales
more than size or scales
cunning prevails
© petra domina
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Carpe Diem #941 Heart The blue-eyed, blond haired boy stole my heart when he was just a kicking fetus. The love continued to grow as we watched him coo, then talk his special talk. Grandaddy, (Nandad) always let him play with the tool box. Screwdrivers were i-dikers. Caboose was bagoose. The Playskool Tyke Bike was and is nooden-nooden. When looking for someone, he would say their name in a sing song, quizzical fashion while shaking his head in a negative fashion. He now uses words he learned during his college and grad school years two decades ago. These words are not nearly as fun as those precious made up toddler words. thunderclap acts as a bossy stormhorn rainbrella time! © Janice 'petra domina' Adcock Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI
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ReplyDeleteOooh, I likes this one! YAM xx
I do not know if you are reading the prompts but this was another gem.
Delete...yes I do like to read the prompts - not always, but did on this one, as it happens! Yxx
DeleteNice haiku ... I love this one it's strong and clear.
ReplyDeleteHigh praise from my master.
DeleteClever haiku!
ReplyDeletewith a touch of silly. thanks for the comment.
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