About the Poem
I find nothing more relaxing than sitting on the bank of the Mississippi River with rod in hand, visiting with friends, waiting for granddaddy catfish to come along.
Catfishing |
| by Faye Jones |
| On the banks of the Mighty Muddy Just me and my fishing buddy. The current carries the night crawler To just the right spot in the murky water. Waiting, waiting, waiting, Just sitting, watching. There is a bobble! Don't jerk the hook! Got to play it by the book! The sun dips lower. The shade grows larger. It's cooler now; perfect place. Yes, he wants a taste. Got him caught! Pulling against the rolling current- Finally on the bank. Supper! Nothing better- Unless you count the watch And of course the wait. |
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4 Visitor Comments
Melissa
I love it. I feel the same way about crappie fishing. on a good day! Thanks and keep fishing!
Laura
Very strange or a very strange dream.Was I hooked? or the bait hummm, Wait and see. WoW this is very strange or I am crazy
Virgie
Since fishing is my passion, no one could have said it better!!
Virgie
This poet towes at my heartstrings and plays with my emotions.
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