Shoreline sharing, fishline staring,
Bobbers bobbing in time,
With baited hooks.
When your’re out fishing and sharing shoreline, it seems you spend most of the time watching the fishline and bobbers, rather than catching fish. You don’t want to cross your lines, or miss a fish. Of course, it’s great when you finally catch one. This is the last of the poems related to my Father’s Day fishing excursion.
This poem is a Reverse Cinquain.
A Cinquain is a five line poem. The format, inspired by Adelaide Crapsey in 1915, has a fixed syllable count of: 2,4,6,8,2. Rhyming is optional.
A Reverse Cinquain has the opposite syllable count of: 2,8,6,4,2.
This photograph was taken by the author himself of is Son-in-law, Jeremy, and grandson, Jeremy, on June 21, 2015.