October Poem 29

Graham was cleaning the coo coo’s nest.

He pushed out accomplished,

And climbed today’s WordPress.

October Poem 2

Graham fought his one keeper.

He was forced to hold the fish

Pretty good, cooler.

You seem to be decapitated, fish.

 

Rob tossed them to Graham

And he nipped at the catfish.

They’re usually dead before the other two.

September Poem 16

Graham waded into the fatherly tone

And took a water to clean his catch on a man.

You are not from the cooler.

If you can’t clean your swig

Before baiting another,

Step back of thee own fish.