One Night Alone

I wake to a monochrome world and I yawn The reds, greens and yellows awaiting the dawn Out on the water, my luminous float Rides unseen ripples in fear of no boat This morning my roof is my fishing umbrella A night with my thoughts means I’ve something to tell her I guess what I mean is I’ve something to ask I practice the words as I reach for my flask My thermos sits tempting with vegetable soup It’s contents have settled to vegetable gloop Was that a laugh in the form of a squark As I eat my soup with a very long fork With no other human for miles around No unsought opinions that seek to confound No ear-ache from experts intent to be heard How welcome the chirps of the earliest bird The scrabbles and scurries of night’s muted audio Bow to the quacks of a new day’s first rodeo The moon doffs its cap to a newly ris sun My float dips a little… I’m ready for fun I strike as my float disappears underwater I think of my girl and I wish I had brought her Forsaking her bed was too much of a wrench But she’d have been thrilled at the sight of a tench My rod tip bends into its repeated thumps I steer it away from those lily pad clumps Nuclear war now… a minor mishap I now live in fear of a single sound, SNAP! But I turn its head and I draw the fish near Oh how I wish that my baby was here She’d call it God’s prettiest creation yet As the red eyed, green beauty slides into my net Shame it was not on my new rod as hoped I’d broken that rod but my old one had coped Admiring the beauty, my subconscious said Admire the beauty at home in your bed I unhooked that Tench and released it at once I’m thrilled with the one but one more would be bunce An early morn chill and this fisherman muddles Should I not be home having kisses and cuddles I so love to fish and the girl of my dreams Never complains, there’s no rants and no screams So now I've decided, I’ve made up my mind A more understanding girl I’ll never find I fumbled my phone so I took off a glove This question to ask of the woman I love My fishing rod that was a gift from your mother I broke it, I said, could she buy me another?