So eager for the chase he is
He thinks of little else.
Runs off again, his coat in hand
hat flapping, eyes alight
All smiles and laughs with joy.
Ahoy the cry had come
"A pod's been sighted
Quickly now, off we go."
His men will have a laugh on him
Once again.
"Harry without harpoon" they call him
but he cares not, so happy a man is he.
Out of my sight now
Soon the whales will see them
Tiny specks shouting and jumping
Like small insects to
The whale's big eye.
The news will spread in whale talk
One huge creature crooning to the next.
"It's only Harry" they'll say
winking and blinking
and diving deep.
its hard to be harry...haha
ReplyDeleteHe's hapless and hopeless.
DeleteHa.. to be the laughing stock of all the whales... poor Harry (but I'm happy for the whales)
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed this !
ReplyDeleteLove it! Poor Harry ... but he doesn't seem to mind.
ReplyDeleteLoved it!
ReplyDeleteVery interesting!
ReplyDeleteI really like the pen portrait of Harmless Harry, dashing off and forgetting his harpoon - the thrill of the chase eh?
ReplyDeleteCute, clever take on the prompt.
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"winking and blinking and diving deep" -- what a perfect ending to a clever approach to this prompt! Loved it!
ReplyDeleteHa! This made me smile!
ReplyDeleteOh that last line! Erhem, tickles the imagination.
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of huning whales without any weapons.
ReplyDeleteQuite the character you've introduced! And a tale worth expanding upon. A good piece!
ReplyDeleteCharming...very much enjoyed...
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun poem. Harry was a happy fellow nonetheless. Who needs a harpoon?
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