Trolling – A Quadrille

The fisherman would troll
the waters deep
A habit he formed
He could not sleep   
 
Night after night
patient for the catch
Staring out to sea
Willing the batch  
 
His nets did trawl
But for naught
A snifter of whisky
For sleep he thought  
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Frank Hubeny is hosting D'Verse Poets Monday Quadrille
His prompt word is Troll.  I chose this definition of the word.

A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding the title.

Photo by sasan rashtipour on Unsplash

20 thoughts on “Trolling – A Quadrille”

1. He can troll his whisky-soaked dreams for the big catch…

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   1. Lol! Or just think he did 🙂

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      1. 🙂

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2. Yes a whiskey to spike his dreams….

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   1. Or just get some sleep 😴!

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3. I like the thought of trolling those dreams if one can get to sleep. I can see how the whiskey wouldn’t help with the catch.

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   1. No but he’d get some sleep, poor guy! Thanks for the prompt Frank 🙂

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4. After a sleepless night trolling the sea, he may not need the sniffer to sleep! Very Good!

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   1. Haha! You’re right Dwight 🙂

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5. Best trolling the waters than dodging the trolls! Good write.

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   1. Thanks Beverly 🙂

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6. A great sounding rhyme.

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   1. Thank you!

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      1. You’re welcome Christine

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7. I love the play on troll – trawl, and I would have a whiskey too 🙂 the restless person inwardly and outwardly.

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   1. Thank you Paul. Sorry for my delay in responding. I just found your comment in the Spam box 😕

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8. Trolling for catch is much better than trolling online. Wonderful take, Christine! 😊💞

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   1. I agree! I also don’t care for the dolls 😑

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9. Fishermen are often better in dreaming

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   1. 🙂

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