Long Angler Poems

On Fam’ly Traditions - 2nd third -
 


“Might as well grab us some food an' some beer...some ice...and some bundles o' wood, an' prob'ly some charcoal....there ain't nothin' better than walleye from right off a...

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He was there in the beginning
and through the eternal ending.

He'd scattered his seed 'cross numerous worlds.
They flourished.
They perished.
Flora, fauna, innumerable forms,
aeons of evolutionary warfare.
Extermination of the unfit
without the mercy of design.
Quadrillions of cadavers
paving a road...

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My father was a devoted fly fisherman who couldn’t resist the almost masochistic urge to wake in the quiet predawn hours and stumble, blurry eyed with his loaded thermos out of the house.  He...

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In the small fishing town of Tunafishlips
The competitors lined up all of their ships
The race for the biggest catch had begun
As they listened to how the last winner had won
With all eyes upon him, he...

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The mists of dawn, the painter’s palette,
Byron’s mood and the river, the poet’s banquet
Ghostly swans glide in and out of my vision
 Creating waves of pollen flotsam
This poet’s inspiration and my freedom

It is here that...

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Where the forest is still virgin and the lyrebirds often call,
the bronze-wing comes to drink, and the ferns are growing tall, 
there are deer prints in the mud, and there’s leeches seeking prey…
this little creek...

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Long nosed earthy bookworm knows 'bout Angler Saxon

Shell yours truly share hook line
and sinker, regarding how I nearly
fell prey to off fish shill
doom for umpteenth time?

Ya haint got no choice... to late,
cuz eyes already clicked...

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Everything is calm 
Only silence going on 
Getting caught up on speed 
With a quick read 
In the Sunday news 
Not much to lose 
Staring out in a placid lake 
Still visual it does make...

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At Farmer John's pond, afternoon's sway,
A boy with hair, wiry sandy fray.
Shoeless, in the light of day,
Dreaming of a prize to lay.
His straw hat, a humble crown,
In a world so vast, so far from town.

Waldo,...

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April is here 
Spring is getting kicked in the next gear 
Leaving is winter basically a whimper 
Giving way to life’s beautiful day 
Like the New Testament said 
The cold of sin is dead 
Started...

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"Look around and see how birds and animals disclose the secrets of self survival and display how their bodies are streamlined to excel in their art"- By Poet


In the twisting tangle of the mangrove
Where eye...

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DON'T BLOCK YOUR BLESSINGS

An idiot sinking in the sea came up on a deserted island.
He had heard the philosophy of man is not an island, however, he resided.
He put his feet up on a fallen...

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Ample vicissitudes we both had faced
after the  blood-curdling shipwreck while on voyage
trapped in a warren, dreams sailed in a haze
my young master bravely tamed me for his advantage
I became his bosom friend, worth not...

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A body of translucent blue spreads before him,
reflecting heavens of stark purity.
He flicks his shiny offering towards depths unknown,
and cranks the oiled reel.
Time  pours slowly,
as the reflective lure moves through crystal waters.
Again the motions...

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a gardeners contest...
two one kilo onions...
nice with a hot dog

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twas a bee... or not
whether it was a bee... or wasp...
that is the question...

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the pike was hungry
his prey... at all times cautious
the angler... cunning...

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a spring bouquet
new...

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Smoky spirals of dawn’s mist
meandering along breezes path,
refracting the sheen of night suns rays.
Draping willow kisses meres surface,
unknowing angler enticing fishes below.

Age old oaken boughs, twisted, gnarled,
Reflecting time they have lived.
Seemingly waiting to strike the...

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A body of translucent blue
reflects heavens of stark purity.
He flicks his shiny offering towards depths unknown
and cranks the oiled reel. 
Time pours slowly,
as the reflective lure moves through crystal waters.
Again the motions transfix thought.
Cast, retrieve,...

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Tracing down the aeropath and to the landing zone,
Comes a stately silvery craft from distant lands unknown.

The attendants stand at the ready to lend a helping hand,
All poised and buttons polished in an air of...

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Beneath the autumn trees I lie
The leaves drift down around my head
I'll hear the sound of wild geese fly
And dream,  I will,  upon my bed
As the golden sun of summer fades
And the leaves...

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Cletus considered himself an expert angler, handy with reel and rod.
He'd landed ever'thing from wily rainbow trout to North Atlantic cod.
He'd fished the streams, rivers and lakes from sea to shinin' sea,
But he met his...

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A lake is slumbering beneath a halcyon sky,
This land has no daybreak nor blackness vie.
Angst crusts float on their substrate surface,
Able and pallid, it defends an idyllic space.

Gray granite emerges from the dreary edge,
A half-light...

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My Landscape Painting

Let me describe my painting,
Of a pastel colour landscape,
A Beautiful British Waterway,
Forming our scene and shape.

Walking by the water’s edge,
Following the towpath trail,
Pace of life serene and slow,
Barges powered, ready to sail. 
...

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Silver ball roles in dark-deep-blue-mix sky,
Silhouettes of trees, as deer-antlers, lie;
An angel seems swiftly appear and pray,
Pink spreads like special effect of a play...!

Moon, like a princess, now swims in blue lake,
Escorted by stars; each...

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I once dated a pilot …
We both had our head in the clouds
Our relationship lead to a lot of turbulence - 
I guess it never really got off the ground!

I once dated a glazier…
He thought...

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It all started with an ember
A tiny whisper, a slow fire
The beginning blaze
Of just one gaze 
Would leave me forever changed

Started off so good
You stood by me so long
So fatefully fingered 
Such a calloused little...

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