Worm and A Visine Bottle (poem) by Susan K. de Vegter on AuthorsDen

Worm and A Visine Bottle
by Susan K. de Vegter → (All Poetry by Susan K. de Vegter)
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My dad was a genuis. The Trout Blow-up kit was his invention and with a small puff of air under the skin of an Earthworm that worm would lay on it's back and float atop the creek until his movements caught the attention of a trout. It was sheer genuis to see this man become an Einstein. With loving memory of my Dad ...I dedicate this poem to him.
In Father’s own creativity He thought with awe each time His legacy was wisdom This man was genuine. Trout fishing was his respite His eight he taught with pride He was a shaman to us all With nature at his side. “If you borrow from this earth”, he’d say “You always give it back To make our world much better Give back what our world lacks.” He’d take a Visine bottle Spit out the contents there Sterilize with caution Then bottle it with air. Our Dad was diabetic He’d add, “Use extra care.” He’d clip off part the needle Then glue with ease right there. The needle atop the bottle It’s base hot glued just right With pride he’d share this wisdom As an earthworm caught his sight. With long-tanned slender fingers Then as gentle as was able He’d pluck that worm with a gentle tug As around it’s band he’d stable. Two fingers from our giant Dad A man of awe and wonder Insert the needle’s eye just right Then press the Visine bottle. A puff of air was all he’d need As he made his whistle pucker The worm was placed upon a hook A Water-winged sucker! He’d slowly place his hands upon His trusted fishing rod With one swift swoosh the worm sailed out Assured by God’s own nod. Just below the waterline Stilled shadows darted forth Broke foam and gulped this worm with air The hook did not abort. A mighty trout who’d spent his years Making fun of man Survival it’s testimony Until Dad showed a creative hand. The fight was on and folks still tell This story to their kids About a man…a puff of air With his “Visine Blow-up Kit.” That trout was eaten late that night It tasted worth it’s battle From a man of God’s own genius With a worm and a Visine bottle.

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on April 2, 2006

Ingenius. In all my fishing years I never thought of that. Much better than blowing up trout with dynamite.

Ron

Reviewed by L. Figgins

Reviewed on March 28, 2006

Oh wonderful write! Brilliant idea. My dad was an inventor himself. Rigged up an ice machine in Africa while serving during WW2 in the USN, well appreciated by his shipmates. He was a machinist by trade. He received a paper award and $1500 for an innovation that must have increased production and profits for his company by the hundreds of thousands. But he gave of his genius! Your dad was a wise man. I'm sending this to a fisherman friend who I'm sure will enjoy it. Thank you for sharing your dad with us, Susan...

Lin

Reviewed by Peter Paton

Your undying love and admiration for your late and great Dad, shines through like a lighthouse on a foggy night, Susan..
He will be smiling down on you from Heaven...
Peter

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Wondderful nostalgic look book at your dad and his idea and to think now they are sold everywhere. The love and admiration you have for him truly shines through in this write though.

felix

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Yum. I can taste that trout now. Ever hear of fish gravy. Double yum.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on March 27, 2006

Wonderful tribute...but hey sis that's cheating the trout...not fair but brlliant..lol!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Susan,

A shining tribute to your Daddy. Very well penned--I know he's proud of his little girl. :)

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.