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Ripples spread
Strike
Jerk
Wavelets form
Dunking down
Pulling taut
Bobbing back up
Silver streak through shadows
Snatch
Line sings
Pull
Crank hard
Dip the tip
Leaning back
Crank fast
Drop the end
Leap and streak
Sunlight flashes off living mail
Tension drops
Over compensation
Pinwheel
Slapstick tumble
Snap
Monofilament gone
Escaped again
This is the first poem I have ever read about fishing. You've written it brilliantly. I loved it.
Not big on fishing ~ so there, now you know my character flaw ~ but loved that ending ~ can just feel the frustration.
Speaking as a woman that does not fish, I enjoyed this immensely! Love the word play.
I really enjoyed this poem -- the images and the symbolism, the idea of the fish being like life or something you want in life -- elusive, desirable, just out of reach. Excellent work!