Long Bobbers Poems

Kitchen counters alive; the vivid colors of red, green, purple and yellow glass jars. Your garden flourished.
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Pickled beets mingle boiled eggs; a pretty periwinkle purple.
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Yellow and purple tinted fingers; dandelions and elderberries distilling; musty aroma...

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My sweetest princess, I would never lie to you (except for when it keeps me out of trouble).

"As for my financial state, I am far wealthier than my magazine publishing family "McCalls". (no relation)

Princess:
"Dear, Can...

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MY SWEETEST PRINCESS I WOULD NEVER LIE TO YOU(except for when it keeps me out of trouble)
AS FOR MY FINANCIAL STATE I AM FAR WEALTHIER THAN MY MAGAZINE
PUBLISHING FAMILY "McCALLS" (no relation)

Princess;
You said a free...

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There's a feeling of sadness
Mixed with a wistful awe
As we pick our careful way
Across a rubble strewn floor.
An eerie sort of half light,
As though hiding from the day,
Hiding our history until
It's finally thrown away.

This building...

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Are there ghosts on Hessle Road
Do the bell bottomed boys
Slide quietly into Rayners
For the pint, the craic, the noise.
Do their pockets still jingle
Until, having spent it all
It's again through the Bullnose
To pursue the ghostly trawl.

Do...

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Once almost a little village
Within the city’s bounds,
Huddled around the fish dock
With its own smells and sounds,
Streets of rows of terraces
All well kept and neat,
Pride shining through
Every worker Street.

Deckies, Filleters, Bobbers
All closely living there, 
The...

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I caught a giant bass today
Except I really didn't
So large it was it broke my line
You really should have seen it

But as far as telling stories goes
It's the best outcome of all
Escape'd bass are always...

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There's a path I always take
down to the river where the woods
are dressed down open
The light of the sky
doesn't shine in your eyes
but leads the way to redemption
 
I like to stand there for a moment
on...

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He had plastic bags wrapped 'round his shoes
He was covered with the evening news
Had a pair of old wool socks on his hands

The bank sign was flashing "5 below
It was freezing rain an' spittin' snow
He...

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Perusing the tea, what it brings, vitality, refreshing, or tranquility.

tea’s altruistic -
the elixir gives itself
to succor ailments

I warm leaves up when my hands and feet are icy cold. The boil arouses my expectations. The raucous...

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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...

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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...

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Teaching me how to put on the hook and bait,
He would cast it for me and then we'd wait

With three other kids he would go and help them too,
We would sit and watch for what...

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I come from a family of fishermen
Mitchel 300 open faced reels
size 6 hooks 10Lb monofilament line
colorful bobbers and lures-
Dreaming of Big mouth bass 
and golden flanked Muskie.
We casted over on a thousand lakes and streams
I...

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Opalescent rainbow bass, slippery catfish large, 
green banks of rivers, beyond the rich man's barge.
Guppies gallows, fishmonger agleam, 
going fishing, Saturday. Catch me downstream.

Opalescent rainbow bass, slippery catfish large.
bring those bobbers, and peanut butter jars.
Hitherwards...

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