ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

A last minute rush job Maureen


The Feather and the Fly.

He rests there on a log awhile, next to a trickling brook,
while carefully inspecting there a tiny feathered hook.
The flybox resting on his knee is full of hand tied flies,
so cunningly constructed, they could fool most untrained eyes.

They represent the flylife and the insects found nearby,
though only fur and feather you may think that they could fly.
Long hours spent at the fly-vice and a lifetime on the stream,
has taught a skill that few possess and most can only dream.

A trout is rising in the pool – he deftly casts his fly,
It lands there gently on the brook and drifts towards the lie.
A sip - the fly is taken – then a pause – the fish is on,
he brings it to the net - removes the hook - the trout is gone.

© T.E. Piggott

Love it Terry - a different path again to the others submitted..we all have such a wonderfully different view on life that leads in so many different directions. I would never have thought of those prompts leading in this direction but there you go - plenty of diversity on this site. Well done.

Delightful poem Terry !

Thanks Maureen and Catherine.

The second last lines a bit dodgy - will fix it when I get a bit of time.

Cheers

Terry

There Fixed

When you mentioned you did not like the last bit I thought !


A sip - the fly is taken – then a pause – the trout is on,
he brings it to the net - removes the hook - it's gone.


Bob

G/day Bob

the poem was written in a rush to beat the cut off time.

The second last line was out of rhythm.

Cheers

Terry