Calling all those who fish
I have an idea that’s delish
Can you write about the catch
Not the one that you threw back
I have a Twist in mind
Not all fish are one of a kind
The catch can be by sea or by land
As long as you have it in your hand
Okay I talked to a couple of my friends and they do like when I come up with challenges. This challenge is for those who like to go fishing not only in the sea, but who like to go out there to flea markets.
You have your sight on the perfect item but you have to fight against the shop owner to get the perfect price.
Put your catch in words.
Was it the biggest tuna or sea bass or was it an item? have fun with it. That’s what poetry and writing is all about.
this makes me think of metaphors for getting with someone romatically and going to the flea market and haggling for the write price haggling with a whore sorry Fia it’s the images your challenge brought 💕
It’s fine. Go for it and write crimsin
I cast desire upon the tide,
My fingers tremble for her weight
A secret urge I cannot hide,
My bait a promise, sweet as fate.
She rises shimmering, bare and bold,
Her flanks and curve inflame the air
Enticing as forbidden gold,
She stirs my blood with fevered dare.
She fights, resists, with sultry grace,
Her finish slick against my skin;
The pull, the yield, our swift embrace
She swallows lust, I drink her in.
On shore, still dripping wet with lust,
Her form revealed, full-bodied, wild
We meet as lovers, freed and flushed
My catch, my craving, reconciled
Oh wow, Peter that was good
Thank you for participating