Fishing for Compliments by Ellie Sparks


Your rod hung

In lonely air,
Extending further and
Further.
A seagull flew into it;
Snapped it straight in
Half.
I thought you'd pursue
Another hobby. 
You sat upon freezing
Pebbles,
Weeping salt water.



by Ellie Sparks

Comments

  1. I enjoyed the simple language of this poem being very concise and succinct.

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  2. This poem is gorgeous. The words are exquisite, unique and captured my attention straight away. The poem is inventive, captivating and concise. I would love to see more from this poet.

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