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A poem from my past... This poem is inspired by the effort it takes to land a worthy "catch" lol. It is self-authored , so all rights reserved please. Intellectual property and copyright 2004. . "Hooked" A subtle lure breaks the surface ...tension mounts as it slowly sink-swims down finding it's way into hit-strike zone. On reflex and a roll swiftly down below top sets reel in hand on a low drag nonstop ....action slowed when fin hits rock. About face pace throws angler off balance ....beams of light radiate from the eye gleams and fish were never like this on old streams. Bounding through the wild blue, line twists straight, then narrow until both call stalemate ....both call time for wind and a break. Treading water and ground breaking breach settles a round-about warring peace ....abounds the "who caught who" of big fish. The End |
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Life and love.
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Thanks everyone.
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Great Job:-The lure indeed remains---the streams the same but the current rougher and the twists wilder/deeper but we get hooked nevertheless. But dear.... don't be mad when i say:....the 'Catch' when caught ends up dead. But again i beg to interpret it to mean 'Dead to all other pursuits...i hope, correct me if i am wrong. Thankyou so much for this...it got me thinking and i love that.
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