“catch one”

Written for:  The Twiglets #194 - "catch one"

Catch one
falling leaf
and you will not
catch a cold.

The catch is
you cannot
just eat one.

line dangles in lake
expectant boy holds a rod
not a fish in sight

                A boy who preferred books to sports
                received good marks on his reports.
                    His brother worried that
                     he'd be blind as a bat.
Bought him a racket, and watched tennis scores soar.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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1 Response to “catch one”

  1. Jules says:

    You reminded me of the song/rhyme https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_VJlHWESyLI

    May we all catch a few falling stars for magic and hope!


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