D.W. Rodgers Poet Free verse

Lake Like Glass

Lake like glass,
no wind this eve
which makes 
blackflies hell 
but the canoe glides
across the water 
like the trout
I pursue 
but seldom 
catch.

Up two islands 
turning back at 
the abandoned 
trappers cabin
returning fishless 
to my humble tent
and a solitary scotch 
as the sun sets
and mosquitoes 
replace blackflies.

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Darlene De Beaulieu November 9, 2017 at 5:33 PM A very picturesque poem. I can see all nation these thing happening in my imagination. A lovely poem. Have a nice evening my friend. D.W. Rodgers November 10, 2017 at 11:31 AM Thanks Darlene Darlene De Beaulieu November 9, 2017 at 5:35 PM I can seeall the action action happening in my imagination.