Brian Baumgarn Poet Sonnet

Fall Fishing

Walk through the woods, a bright and bracing day.
October morn aglow with dawn's first light.
A narrow trail will guide me on the way
toward some pools where late-fall bass will fight.

The hike along this river is sublime.
Among bright colored groves of hardwood trees.
The waters trickle softly keeping time.
Alluring me with autumn's bold decrees.

The spots where waters flow past deeper pools,
are tranquil and they stir my fishing zest.
I tie a lure then free my line and spool,
to see if man or fish will prove they're best.

I tarry on this day not just to fish.
To wade such sparkling waters grants a wish.

                                     Fall Fishing
                                     11-21-14
                                     Sonnet

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Casarah Nance May 18, 2015 at 6:50 AM This is a beautiful memory, thanks for sharing, I could feel it perfectly. Brian Baumgarn May 18, 2015 at 11:18 PM Thanks for reading and commenting, Casarah. Walking in the woods or wading in cool pools of water in the fall is "as good as it gets" to be in touch with nature. Have a good day and Be Blessed.