Casting for bass at my girlfriend's father's pond near Paducah Kentucky 1970. I caught two, but she had to reel them in and take them off the hook for me.
Goin' Fishin'
I'm goin' fishin' down to that old fishin' hole.
On my bicycle on a warm sunny day.
Shirt off. Wind and sun on my back.
Everything is goin' good and my way.
Farmers' dogs suddenly come running out,
chase my bicycle by barking their shout.
But I laugh at their panting futile attempts,
to nip at my heels until they wear out.
Stop by the roadside bank to find a sweet treat.
June strawberries are ripe and plump in the heat.
Pop them in my mouth with explosions of flavor,
Mother Nature has ways that always favor.
At the end of the long ride is a meandering river.
Shaded pools overflowing into riffles of rock.
The last flood trapped fish in these pools,
to be the first to cast a line there rules.
For the fish left behind are hungry for a bite.
They go for my lure ready to fight.
Some are so big and so strong,
I find that my line breaks before long.
Other days are more relaxed and laid-back.
I sit in the shade on the bank and reflect.
Thinking of that girl in the third row with me,
making out on a blanket wild under this tree.
A kingfisher flits in and out of sun dappled trees,
catches an unaware minnow off the water with ease.
A frog goes kerplunk from the bank to the pool,
he will commence his song if I'm quiet and cool.
It's time to go home so as not to miss supper.
It's nice to have fish to clean for my mother.
But some crab apples baked green from that old tree,
will make a fine apple pie that for her is no bother.
If a storm came up unawares on the way,
it was getting cold drenched or stand under a tree.
Some days were so hot a stop at that old pump,
offering tangy iron tasting water ice cold for free.
Some days goin' fishin' I come home with some.
Some days goin' fishin' I come home with none.
But all days goin' fishin', whether rain or shine,
those days goin' fishin' were fun ‘cuz they're mine.
Copyright © 2017 Ronald W. Hull
4/12/17
David
Enjoyed this one, Ron!
You rock and roll with your words!
Love ya!
Jane
Best wishes to you and yours Ronald.
From
Kay
Regis
Dan
I especially enjoyed the explosion of flavour from that June Strawberry....
Delicious!
Diana...
Like the picture. Nice word pictures too.