A School Of Trout

A Good Fight

A secret stream,
A swirling lie,
A floating cast,
A favorite fly.
You hear it whiz,
You see it land,
You sense the strike,
You set your hand.

The fight begins,
The mental rush,
The four pound test,
The river's gush.
The whizzing reel,
The slippery moss,
The thrashing trout…
The sudden loss.

With one high jump,
With one great flip,
With one small splash,
With one slight slip.
You heard the jump,
You saw the flash,
You felt the slack,
You know the splash.

Another trout,
Another fly,
Another stream,
Another try.

Get Me To The River

Get me to the river
Away from all this heat;
My boiling brain's a quiver,
My heart burns every beat.

The autumn leaves so graphic,
Like flaring firework screams,
Streak high above hot traffic
And sizzle in crystal streams.

A whiff of interaction
With Mother Nature's fire
Clears stuffy life's distraction
And sparks my heart's desire.

Breathing deep the cool breeze,
I'll wade the hazy hush;
Frosted by the dew freeze
I'll douse this scalding rush.

So get me to the river,
A sane and simple wish;
My boiling brain's a quiver,
I need to coolly fish.

Oft Times I Pause To Ponder

Oft times I pause to ponder,
Perhaps a tad too much,
And wonder where I'll wander
While tracking trout and such.

What circumstance will send me
To feast with famished catches
Where ripples roar the rising
Of blooming boulder hatches?

My mulling mind meanders
O'er fate's fantastic fish,
And for one mighty moment
I catch my wistful wish,

Where far from flesh and failure
I fathom Father's charm,
Then filled with life worth living
Release the trout from harm.

The Last Cast

This is the last cast
for sure.
Unless I get a hit;
then I get a pair
or three or four.
Or
if I see a rise,
I have to cast out there,
otherwise,
this is the last cast
for sure.
But
that one didn't go,
just right.
So
this is the last cast
for sure.
Unless I get a hit
you know...
a pair
or three or four;
just to be sure.
Or
if I see a rise
out there...
otherwise,
this is the last cast
for sure.
But
that one didn't count
my line got tangled up.
So
I deserve one more.
Yup,
this is the last cast
for sure.
Yo!
I got a hit
that deserves two more...
Oh.
I snagged a soggy stick,
therefore,
this is the last cast
for sure.