Fishing

In the river valley below the dam, I spent days watching the lazy river’s current, while my thoughts went out to play…

Sun-bleached signs along the trail
Timbered shadows surround me
Songbirds call to find their mate
Forest chorus rejoices.

Tufts of grass provide my chair.
Far river rock my target.
Toss out my silver lure,
A bamboo pole restrains it.

Deepwater in this creek,
A hidden world below.
Minnow play around my bait,
Small memories from that time ago.

                                     ©2018 cj holm

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