Besides Love Men Need Fishing

tamarin

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"Some use boats while others wade,
As they fish the sun or shade.

Ice-cold drinks help pass the day,
While life’s troubles fade away."

By far the best quatrain of the group!
Smoooooooooooooth.
 

TomZart

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Thanks you frinds in the north for your replys. I will not be posting any more poems here for I was told not to by the boss of this forum.

Thank you for your kindness, if you like my poems look "Tom Zart" up on google and you will find 261 poems on over 200 web sites.

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vinod1975

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Fish

Ummmmm , I just love fish and Indian Fish Pakora's are too good that I can bet no one cant eat just one , you need more and more and more.....

Salaam & Namste
-From India
 

L Gilbert

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My brother, who would get along with Bear in a second based on what I've read from the man, is an avid outdoorsman. He and his buddies have gone ice fishing as long as I can remember. I only went once with them, years ago. All the way home from that trip he bitched at me for being too much of a "city-boy". I admit I spent the time with them complaining about the cold, and the lack of amenities. First night out, they all told me to sleep nude as I'd be warmer. They were right, but what they didn't tell me was how damned cold it was getting out of the sleeping bag naked:)
I remember when that Ron Popeil came on tv with his "Pocket Fisherman". I laughed at the thing. Laughed quite a bit and quite often; till someone gave me one as a xmas present. I like it for ice fishing now. :D
 

karrie

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Thanks you frinds in the north for your replys. I will not be posting any more poems here for I was told not to by the boss of this forum.

Thank you for your kindness, if you like my poems look "Tom Zart" up on google and you will find 261 poems on over 200 web sites.

Tom Zart
The Most Published Poet
On The Web




How sad... I loved the poem, and from what I've seen, it struck up just as much conversation here as any other thread. I hope it doesn't keep you from coming around to chat!
 

TomZart

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Thank you for your support,



LITTLE BABY


Little baby, I love you
For you are a part of me.
Each and every inch you’ll grow
I want to be there to see.

Someday you’ll chase fireflies
Who ride the breath of the winds.
Someday you'll be all grown up
And out on the town with friends.

You have your daddy 's freckles;
You've got your mommy's eyes.
I pray to God every day
You’ll survive all of life's lies.

Little babies shoot up fast
As they need to stretch and grow.
They do such things as children do
In a world they’ve yet to know

Someday you will understand
How your parents feel inside.
Someday you’ll have your babies
And raise them with great pride.

Of all the gifts that life may bring,
A sweet baby is still the best.
Your mom and I shall love you
'Till the day we're laid to rest.


THE DREAM TREE


When I was young and on the farm,
My favorite place to be
Was by the pond in the woods,
High in a Sycamore tree.

I climbed her high,
As high as I could,
Built me a tree house
Out of tin and wood.

I searched the barn
And found an old chair,
Then used a long rope
To pull it through the air.

I placed it inside
And sat right down;
I felt like a king
With the moon as my crown.

Everywhere around me
I could see flashing lights.
The fireflies were dancing
To the breath of the nights.

Now that I’m grown with kids of my own,
I stand beneath the same old tree.
What I built has long since gone
Though it's easy for me to see.






DADS AT WAR




Where would I be without you dad?

My hero of night and day
I'm so glad you love my mother,
And take time for us each day.

The last time we played baseball,
You reached for me with your hand.
I looked at you, then made a wish,
That I might be just half the man.

I love my father of this earth,
And I love my father of heaven.
It's a lot for me to love, you know,
For I’m only eleven.

Mom and I sure miss you,
Since you left to defend our flag.
When others ask, where is your dad?
I can't help but boast and brag.


DAVID AND GOLIATH


David, the shepherd, a tender of sheep,
Would pray to his God before he would sleep.
One day he awoke to the roar of beasts;
A bear and a lion in search of a feast.

David slew both with his knife and his hand,
Though still just a boy and not yet a man.
The Lord's love for David was proven once again,
When he challenged the champion of the Philistine men.

Goliath’s beastly fingers and hideous toes,
Made David more selective with the stones that he chose.
One for the giant, he knew he would slay,
Four more for his brothers who were laughing that day.

The giant told David, "I'll tear you apart;
The birds and the animals shall feast on your heart."
David yelled back, "I’ll soon see you dead,
And when I’m through I’ll cut off your head!"

The worst of all men, drew high with his arm,
Came forth to David to do him great harm.
The youth jumped ahead just as quick as a lynx;
A stone from his sling popped the giant where he thinks.

Blood and bone spewed forth as that devil fell down;
A thousand pound soldier lie dead on the ground.
With Goliath’s own sword, David chopped off his head,
Then took it to Jerusalem, to prove that he was dead.







By Tom Zart
 

TomZart

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Dear vinod 1975,
Here is a poem for you to read your daughter thanks for your support.

EYES OF LOVE


A mind may see a thousand eyes
Though the heart yearns for two;
When the eyes we love have up and gone,
To the arms of someone new.

Eyes that twinkle, I distrust,
For they are the distant stars.
Eyes in love have a steady glow
Like Venus, the Moon or Mars.

Eyes of love, like planets at night,
Use borrowed light to shine.
Eyes are the living lenses
To the camera of our mind.

Eyes tend to believe themselves
Like the blind love of mothers.
Eyes speak without words
To the hearts and souls of others.

By Tom Zart
 

marygaspe

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The theme of this thread is funny to me, men "need" to fish? Just an excuse for men to go out as a group, sit around in their underwear drinking beer and farting:)
 

TomZart

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Dear karrie,
Thank you for your helpful reply, a poem for your kindness and support.

THE POWER OF LOVE


No rope or cable can hold so tight
What love can do with twine.
No kiss can taste so bittersweet,
As the one which captures our mind.

The first sign of love is the last of wisdom
As eager hearts fulfill desire.
Love is just a staple of life,
Though heaven sparks the fire.

Heaven knows no rage like love,
Once to hatred it has turned.
How wise are we who are such fools,
Who forget the lessons we've learned.

Love, indeed, descends from heaven,
Like a shooting star across the sky.
Love sometimes stirs the dust,
Till tears fall free from the eye.

God must have loved people in love
Or he wouldn't have made so many.
Those who claim it's a mental disease
Have never been loved by any.

Love is stronger than life itself,
And jealousy more cruel than the grave.
Men and women have loved one another,
Since they spent their nights in a cave.

When the hands of love,
Touch the strings of souls,
There’ll be babies on the way.
That's the basic rules of life;
No matter what games we play

Like the flowers in the fields,
We shed our shields,
To be warmed by the sun.
We live our lives the best we can
Till death catches us on the run.

By Tom Zart





 

hermanntrude

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Newfoundland!
A 100 Jacksharks(if Jacksharks=Jackfish=Pike, as I think it does)isn't all that hard on some lakes, even in Ontario.

not sure if jackfish=jackshark. i think they were actually pickerel anyway. it was a river, not a lake, and ron was the only one in town with the screwy thing you need for ice-fishing