Bobber Poems - Poems about Bobber

...You are about to enter another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind. A wondrous land whose boundaries are those of imagination; Your next step- The Twi-Light Zone. Someti......Read the rest...

...down went the bobber set the hook and don't panic reel it in ~ fish fry!......Read the rest...

...The Fisherman The early bird does not get the worm When a fisherman sets his clock, He plays checkers with the moon And fishes quietly on the dock. There is a nibble here and there But waits ......Read the rest...

...by sun-kissed shoreline patiently I cast my line waiting for a catch Fishing was my family’s go-to, inexpensive recreational sport. Many weekends were spent at the lake chec......Read the rest...

...I contemplate the bobber on the water. It is as still as a friend’s prayer at meeting. Connected to this moment by monofilament I sit as if I were asleep. A gust of north wind roils the surfa......Read the rest...

...snuggled up to the gentle fire under the moon and stars he rests his head and nestles into a long lingering swig of whiskey that drifts his mind on the night breeze like the billowy puff s......Read the rest...

...His long cane pole limber and perfect, Patiently waiting, his eye on the bobber For his prey, he has the utmost respect, The big fish almost becoming his cobber. He’d seen it swim among t......Read the rest...

...THE 15 PRIORITIES OF FISHING 1) doing something together 2) watching the bobber go under 3) feeling that tug/tension on the line 4) what you catch 5) size of what you c......Read the rest...

...The mid-day sun was burning, as I sat there on the dock, Where I had watched my bobber float since prob’ly six o’clock, When I would tire of sitting there…just waiting for a bite… And as I glan......Read the rest...

...Dad an’ I were tryin’ hard to land a pan o’ Redeye just outside o’ Huntsville off a dock on Mouzon Lake, When I got all but hypnotized trackin’ outside ripples emanating outward from the breache......Read the rest...

...I didn’t even know about the trip we were to make. That very first adventure that old Gramps and I would take, I’ll not forget the way it felt when I first saw the lake. The sunrise made the wa......Read the rest...

...Early last October, on a cool and breezeless morning, one o’ my grandsons, Grant, and I had a half a dozen lines Bobbin’ near the cattails, in a small secluded bay…catchin’ perch and crappie…when t......Read the rest...

...A soft bed, a good book, a big brother Listening to stories that sweeten dreams Expressively read to us by Mother A fishing pole, bobber, and muddy streams Catching grasshoppers and earthworms ......Read the rest...

...When summer's in the meadow and the bluebird's on the wing, I love the simple pleasures that a country morn can bring. Then all the world's a cane pole with a bobber and a line, the catfish are......Read the rest...

...with doser in hand walking the land scape waiting for a sign that my rod may tug like a fishing line letting the bobber sign what i've tried to find i've found under this mound......Read the rest...