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A Taste for Trout
by Susan K. de Vegter

Sunday, June 18, 2006
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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Yes! I love fly fishing with the hand tied flies my father made. I even bait my own hook and filet the Rainbows on a nearby rock. You can find me in the mountains of North Georgia during trout season, me and Mother Nature and a #10 trout hook with a huge quiet grin ... with a slight overbite.
~I sure miss my fishing Dad.
This is dedicated to him with love.~


The trees whisper silence as the breeze kiss leaves so fine
And distant creeks a bubble with Rainbow wishes...mine
For if I had my fly rod and a creel for as to keep
The wonder of this nature and the beauty of this creek
The sushi of an artist with the colors of the sky
To dine upon the richness in God's beauty by and by
I'd sate my thirst for feed on nature's gift
On tastes for ears and eyes and buds that gently shift...
My thoughts upon the clip-clop of hooves upon yon rocks
Then gaze upon this regal stag that's come by me and stopped
His eyes of nature locked upon this woman of the earth
Thank God for joy and wonder...for nature and her worth
I kiss the thought of tasting trout good bye for it is clear...
The best that nature has today is her beauty and this deer
I'm amazed at his stature and the stillness of this creek...
As we pause to listen to each others' heart that beats
We know that we are special for we honor and we trust
We walk the paths of yesterday in respect for nature must...
Be kept within the boundaries of these heavens here on earth
As we realize the wonderment our moment just then birthed
This understanding within reason
Between me and this here deer.
And we promise through eyes quietly
To keep the peace that's here.

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Reviewed by Taylor Ryan 7/10/2006
Just a beautiful tribute to your dear father and fishing partner Susan all captured in the perfect moment in a spectacular area I love as well...even if I'm not much of a fisher woman..I can relate so well to nature and the deer. I'd love to learn to tie a fly and test drive it in NC.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 6/19/2006
Wonderful...never been trout fishing...but love fishing!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Felix Perry 6/18/2006
Beautiful write and a beautiful rememberance of a man you obviously treasured and who'd memories will sustain you through the stormiest of lives oceans. I sure long for the days when trout fishing was a rule to me and not a luxury. '
Reviewed by . ignis 6/18/2006
The limits of this plane only apply to those who cannot escape from it. When worlds meet the interface of the world where the encounter occurs is used, but aware dwellers of both worlds understand what is hidden for conditioned eyes, seeing beyond the limits. Communication in such a setting is an experience that can never be forgotten. I enjoyed reading your perceptive, poetic account of an indescribable event.

Reviewed by L. Figgins 6/18/2006
Your father obviously left a legacy of the love of nature and her wisdom to you, Susan. Mine, too. Our trips to the mountains were pure gold. What riches we possess, we who think ourselves so bereft of mercy in this world. It is ours--all we need do is look back and remember and then find it here. Beautiful...

Reviewed by Kate Burnside 6/18/2006
Love this write which is of a Daddy's girl enjoying being a Daddy's "boy"!! :)) Always loved "fishin" myself... but from a row boat with a net... the girly way to do it... my version of underarm bowling, were it cricket!! You paint rich canvasses of the mind and heart, Susan. Always brim full of colour and emotion. Bless you and thank you. Kate xx
Reviewed by Crystal Silver Angel (Reader) 6/18/2006
So sweet..Nice write Susan..
Reviewed by Aberjhani 6/18/2006
Thank you for sharing this very fine communion between nature and your own poetic soul's sublime meditations. Suspect every line drew a smile from the spirit of one proud and grateful father.
Reviewed by Ronald Hull 6/18/2006
Capturing the rapture of mother nature. Oh, how I loved to fish the silent stream!

Reviewed by Peter Paton 6/18/2006
Sweet scenes and memories you evoke in this beautiful nature composition..
The Georgia landscape and mountains are second to none, and you create a peaceful ambiance in your words of magic..
Reviewed by Ed Matlack 6/18/2006
Don't mind the fishing part, but never liked eating it after I caught it, so for the most part I throw them back...Forget North Georgia, go deep sea fishing, now thats fun!!! Good memories you have here for your dad, he is watching...Ed
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) 6/18/2006
Wonderful and heartrendering poem, Susan. You take us to that beautiful place with you and that there deer. I can almost hear him snort as he sizes you up. Naturalistic(spell? Or is it even a word?) done.
Reviewed by William Bonilla 6/18/2006
Great piece Susan
Love your decription of nature
I fish for fun then release them
Don't keep what I am not eating immediately
Loved this write

Peace & Love
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 6/18/2006
As one who once lived to fish, I find this poem truly wonderful, Susan, and a great tribute to your father. And I eventually realized that fishing was really my excuse to get out into that marvelous natural countryside, and marvel at all its wonders, as you so eloquently do.
Reviewed by E T Waldron 6/18/2006
This is utterly magnificent in the telling and the sentiment! Thank you Sis!A gem to keep!

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