“Boom boom boom boom.
Gonna shoot you right down.
Right off your feet.
Take you home with me.
Put you in my house.
Boom boom boom boom.”
John Lee Hooker,
Boom Boom
It was the middle of February
Cabin Fever had truly set in
I needed to get out of the house
I needed a new adventure to begin
But never did I realize
This day would be so icy cruel
This particular winter escapade
Sure gave me those ice fishin blues
I woke up edgy and anxious
It was a frigid winter dawn
That’s when it suddenly hit me
A new idea had quickly spawned
I soon got on the telephone to my brother
Told him we were gonna try a winter sport
Told him to bring his wife and my nephew
And of course I dragged my wife - up north
We quickly drove up to frozen Green Lake
And I soon rented an old ice fishin shanty
And man was she ever a cozy wooden beauty
Even had a pot-bellied stove - mighty handy
My family wanted to carry all our gear
Out onto the vast frozen lake surface
I of course drove right out to the shanty
“Man, why are you people so nervous?”
I quickly cut some holes in the ice
While the ladies fixed us some lunch
But nothin was really bitin today
Maybe this had been a bad hunch
We sat there all day in that shanty
And as the sun was sinkin low
We climbed into my new truck
And were sadly headin home
That’s when we heard a big B-O-O-M
Then we soon heard a loud C-R-A-C-K
Before I knew what was even happenin
My family had jumped out the truck’s back
My truck had suddenly broken through the ice
It was about to go down the deep deep blue drain
But damn it anyway - it was a brand new truck
So of course I refused to get out – I’m insane
Luckily a Good Samaritan happened by
And threw me a long rope from his winch
I frigidly swam around to the back bumper
And tied my new truck to it – in a pinch
The Good Samaritan pulled me out of this wet jam
But as he did – B-O-O-M – two tires on my truck blew
Now I was really fit to be tied
Those damned tires were brand new too
After I finally bought two more tires
We were finally headin back home
No one in my family would speak to me
So I spent the next two months – alone
It was the middle of February
Cabin Fever had truly set in
I needed to get out of the house
I needed a new adventure to begin
But never did I realize
This day would be so icy cruel
This particular winter escapade
Sure gave me those ice fishin blues
©2005, Eddie ‘The Eskimo’ Kostro
Sigh... you are an adventurer, 'tis true, not to mention a bit squirrely! ... and not one fish to make it worth it? ahhhh... that's a shame. hehe... katy xox.
Magical way you write your adventures.
I wonder if the fish think it's a sport?
well except for being alone for those two months
man i truly enjoyed this....this is a keeper
wonderful job!!!
Murphy might be dead but his law is in full force. G
Wondefully created poetic write - prosed to literary perfection!!
Best regards,
Robert
Such talent you possess--you are an amazing Poet! I enjoyed this story/poem, Eskimo...BRRRRRRRRRRR, too cold for me, but an excellent write! Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
WINK!
Jools
I have the cricket blues....damn pommies!!
Love Tinky
a tall tale well, you rhyme and make it sound so swell;-)
and then you make me laugh like hell;-)
If this truly happened it reminds me of that picture with
Robert Alda and Carol Burnett "the four seasons", I think was
the name. Anyway this was great and I love your adventures!
Love, Eileen
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
anyone I know (except maybe the 'other' Ed?).
The graphic is super...the poem is too...
Now melt that ice right off'n you!