Best Fishing Gear Poems

You pack up all your fishing gear
On the night before
Then you wake up very early
And you head on out the door
 
You drive when it's still dark outside 
And mist is in the air
Sandy-eyed and wide awake 
Because you'll soon be there
 
As you approach...

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“Do you like yabbies?” Barry asked. I replied “Are you sick!
I’d just like to ask you; now is the Pope a Catholic?” …
So we headed off across the ranges, where Barry’s cousin Ray,
had a dam that’s full of them on a property near Yea.

There’s no...

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I must say Peter, I've had the most extraordinary day. It all started when I woke up this morning. I was brushing my teeth with this new toothpaste Pepsibrite and literally after just a few minutes, I was amazed at how white my teeth became....

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CONTINUES FROM : Just A Farmer 1



NOTE: Type of Music Video I had in mind is one that starts out with the son driving home but arrives too late and his Dad has died. After the funeral the son drives to the cemetery, gets out...

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Death Watch

It was early morning.
The sun was barely above the high hills on the other side of the lake.
I was at the end of the dock slowly reeling in my line.
I could see fish jumping from time to time further out in the water.
However, none...

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Wake up bright and early
Eat a hearty breakfast
Pack up a yummy lunch
Check all of your fishing gear
Put on your oldest clothes and favorite fishing hat
Don’t forget the sunscreen
Time to get a move on, while the fish are still really biting
Quick stop at the bait shop...

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Gone fishing.

We decided to go fishing, 
Granddad Dad and I . 
We booked a Bed and Breakfast 
up in the Isle of Skye. 

We set off Friday morning 
with lots of fishing gear, 
and Granddad even managed 
to sneak aboard some beers. 

Up the road...

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                         Stateless

			…thatched houses catch fire
sparrow tires from romping in the coned-flower chestnut   
     tree
				alights on...

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Poem to be read with Picture Number 2 (boy on boat)

              For Him

In the midst of a simpler time
A boy and his boat set a-sail.
Anchored in dark, murky waters
Fishing gear, picnic lunch,...

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The sea calls my name; to the call of waves I respond
For seven full days with no one I’ll correspond
My fishing gear packed, I board a cabin cruiser
To escape society, man’s worst abuser

The GPS set, I head fifty miles offshore
To a reef where city lights...

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THE MORNING WAS PLEASANT, THE WEATHER WAS FINE,
BREAKFAST OUT OF THE WAY, FISHING WAS ON MY MIND.
I’D WAITED ALL WEEK, BUT IT HAD FINALLY ARRIVED,
GOING FISHING AT LAST, THANK GOODNESS ALIVE.
WITH REEL IN MY HAND, TACKLE BY MY SIDE,
I HEADED ON OUT, NOT TOO LONG...

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I used to fish from the banks of a lake next to our farm
many many years ago.  My fishing gear consisted
of a thin branch cut from a willow tree.  For a hook
I used a needle my mom gave me.  I would use...

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Two friends go out fishing,
it was a lovely day.
You cannot beat this pastime
to dwindle time away.

They park beside a bridge
get on their fishing gear.
Feeling really good
they even have some beer.

Further down the road
coming from afar,
three cars are approaching
one is a Funeral car.

As the front car...

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On a Monday public holiday and with my son home from school,
we organized to go out fishing in a creek where blackfish rule,
and while we’re putting in the boot, our bamboo poles and fishing gear,
I heard a voice from in the street “so what are...

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Today I decided to clean out my closet (Bad Idea)
 
In it I found:
 
A wool coat with a moth hole
Old go-go boots, one needs a new sole
 
An ugly purse made of lizard skin
Inside stained from a leaking pen
 
A baby book for each...

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