The Fishermen's Lament

Angrily, rain enfolds the insular rise of lawn undulating. Anglers dream, envious fishermen, inside looking out urging apostles, who elope within imaginary onslaughts, hooked unburdening's. Aloft, thunder encounters lightening's insistent taunt, oracles fearsome uttering's. And still, each fisherman's innermost summoning orchestrates this untoward atmospheric downfall, each drop induced, prayerful, outpouring is underscored. Admittedly many envious housebound inmates seek oceans, lakes, unexplored although, the earthly torrent interferes pitiless, onerous, rainfall unleashed. Absent the energizing rays introduced by ordinary sun, undone are these enigmatic men in rooms, oar less, ship-less, landlubbers unconsoled. Another day encases them indoors mooning over fish uncontrolled. A trophy earned, stuffed, indisputably shows offerings untold. Ah, fishtails energetically rise incensed by objections never unabridged absent their earnest wives, imagination rolls on winds un-curtailed.