Best Sinkers Poems

From the kitchen sink at the window sill,
I see a house on the distant hill,
when as a child I had time to kill,
where now my spirit wanders still.
Then life changed on a day that’s dire,
we choked on smoke and could see the fire -
that hillside...

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TWINFLAMES 

Obsidian oscillated into lava
     slid across syntactic streams
        tumbled thick greenwood thickets 
           impenetrability an intricate illusion wicked
     ...

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The fishing of Scotland's coast
To be honest I have to boast
Please come take a look 
And dangle your hook
And join me in traditional toast

My favourite place is called Dunnet Head
With many species it has to be said
One just dangles their line
Hey presto! see what you...

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Boxed lures lay: belly-up, forlorn, caste off sinkers,
line-less, relics of peaceful bygone days. In vaudevillian 
colors of corny-orange: their hooks rusty, their prongs
dulled in an unalluring huddle; the bait lies unused

their drawers lowered like fathers, they recall summer 
days with their flies down fondly. The...

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Childhood Friends (Boys)

Fishing lines and fishing poles
sinkers, hooks and bobbers.
Maybe someday we will go
when we're not playing cops and robbers.

Cowboy hats and balls and bats
my horse an old broom stick.
Can you see? Come look at me!
I learned a magic trick.

Spit balls shot but I got...

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Silent River Run

Research fun gear, on-line or stocked.
Preparation: mixing, matching, dots.

Please, try not to harm the catches we snare;
Eat less of animal flesh;
And, plant lives matter, too....

Date and location decided -- she may or may not attend.
Checking bait and treble hooks, egg sinkers and split...

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Grab your rhodes, your lines, your reels.
Grab your hooks, your swivels, your sinkers.
Grab your power bait, your worms, your stinkers.
Grab your tackle box, your cooler, your beer.
Pick a spot, cast your line, enjoy your friends, and have a good time....

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Ah, the con a tried and true dastardly, debased, 
debacle to test the metal of man.
A contextual contrib to the categorization
for rat-ICK-al political fans.
Simply put, the contest is not for the faint of heart.
Testing the spine of the spineless
demi-gods of media-o-craSS-y against each other
often produces...

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Balanced on a Red Rider wagon,
a wooden boat with flaking paint; 
split transom
poorly repaired.  Ten year olds
with borrowed tools, untrained
in fixing leaks, or boats,
or knowing what a transom was.
     Christened the "Neversink,"
but often did, with bamboo fishing poles askew,
the used...

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Covered in muck, dust, dirt and filth,
The rods were pulled from the shed,
Brought inside, through the kitchen,
And laid all over the bed.

And the tackle box was emptied of hooks and sinkers, 
Old lures, old bobs, and line,
Then the esky got emptied of the last camping...

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boats
paddle
circles twine
loons serenade 
row

fish
sinkers
plunk circles
bobs dance fishes
hooked ...

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I have been here waiting for you
ankle deep in the salty sea
surrendering away my pride as I gaze into
the spent promises that lap at my ankles.
waves created from the shipwrecked dreams
of what we wished we would be.
life's luxuries picked at by ever present seagulls;
the true...

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Dear ol' dad loved
the way our mom
made fried clams.

It stood to reason 
that a deep fat fryer
would be the perfect 
Christmas present for her.

He proudly placed it 
under the sad, Charlie Brown, tree
he purchased for 3 bucks 
two minutes before the lot closed, 
on Christmas eve 1955.

The expression
of disappointment
on our mom's...

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The wind burnt the chill of infant cheek angling for sinkers
unable in the lavender light of dusk to rise, the wind purrs. 

A catfish, with finger long whiskers, thrashes in the dusk;
just landed by the hunter, a salt peter pounded writhing husk. 

Lost in hunger's...

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I want a man just like Dad

So to find him let me start by saying 
He is one of a kind so it will be hard to find 
He worked on construction sites all my life he has a dirty mouth but not around his...

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