Fly Fishing

by JLR

Casting my line into the current's clutch
My soul relishes the tranquil breeze of the morn.
The crescendo of nearby falls cross boulders worn;
doesn't cause my fly to quake too much.

Fishing line over the eddies flow in my gentle touch
as I watch closely along the bank for a new hatch born.
Casting my line into the current's clutch
My soul relishes the tranquil breeze of the morn.

I will never tire of the relentless pursuit of fishing much
As I gaze over yonder at a fawn chewing buckthorn;
out of the shadows, I see the buck watching over his newborn
while the tug on my line, I swoon over, has my attentive soft touch.
Casting my line into the current's clutch.

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Rondel Poetry writing prompt entry

Writing Prompt
This poem is the similar to the rondeau poem. The first and second lines repeat in the middle of the poem and at the end. Although only the first line repeats at the end. The rhyme scheme is normally ABba abAB abbaA(B). More information and an example.

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Rondel Poetry

Rondel Poetry: This poem is the similar to the rondeau poem. The first and second lines repeat in the middle of the poem and at the end. Although only the first line repeats at the end. The rhyme scheme is normally ABba abAB abbaA(B). More information and an example.

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Fly Fishing

by JLR

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