Though words were never spoken ...
between my lover and me.
Each day before dawn ...
I dressed and went to sea .
In hopes that he would be rising -
to come....meet with me.
I 'd wait sometimes for hours ...
before I felt his presence near.
Then nibbling gently , my heart began to rush.
My thoughts filled with glee.
From deep below I could feel his energy's build.
skirting deeper ... deeper - then rising above.
Leaping in air - a struggle to be let go.
With a firm jerk !
I reeled him in and let the line slack loose again.
the fight tiring him to a degree.
That now looking face to face with me...
He knew, I would set him free.
Penned by: Cheryl A. Howell
all rights reserved 2009
Author notes
One of my favorite pass times as seen through my eyes - 4:28 a.m. - Just before the Dawning of a new day. Fishing for my fish. Photo rights: Cheryl Howell
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Awesome!!! Well written piece, on fishing. Who would guess, that fishing could make it into a poem. But you have done so. Thanks for sharing, this wonderful piece. Good luck in the contest. Take care and have a great day.
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Wow!!! Thank you for such a wonderful comment!
I love fishing of all sorts, deep sea, fresh water, thank you for taking your time to read and comment on me.
Best Wishes,
Cheryl
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Graphic and beautiful description with delicate imagery, this is very enjoyable to read.
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Your kindness means so much to me that you read and cared to comment,
I really thank you for taking time for me. I am glad you enjoyed this one.
Sincerely, Cheryl
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Hm...this is an interesting poem. not like most of the ones i have had but very well written. I will eccept it. Good jo
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Thank you very much for excepting my poem into your contest.
I am honored,thank you for the opportunity to have it considered.
Respectfully yours,
Cheryl
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Nice work in this! I liked how you expresed your favorite things to do and the picture as well...GREAT JOB!
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Good evening Pat ,
I hope you are doing well, Thank you for reading and commenting on my poem.
Best Wishes,
Cheryl
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the delight in the capture
but the thrill in the release
like my Sis I knew you would set him free
awesome writer , pen insightvery profound .love the way you write
Hugs Angel♥
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Good Evening Sis, How Are you doing?
I wanted to say thank you again for the supportive remarks you leave on my poems, espeacially on days like today when I am feeling down - It really helps turn me around. Your My Earth Angel, Sis, Hugs,'Cheryl
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I really enjoyed this! The quiet relaxing joy of nature and then the excitement of the battle! A pleasure to read!
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Thank you so very much for reading and commenting on me.
I am very glad you enjoyed Fishin ...I do love it.
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Nice job on this! Liked what I read and a good picture too!
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Thank you for reading and commenting on me - I have not been feeling well and it was great to receive your comment
Thank you
Sincerely,
Cheryl
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Very good words
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thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it
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The thrill of the capture
But the joy is in the setting free. Love this....chael
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Ahh and I was just baiting my hook ...
True to fish and life ... Thank you for reading and commenting on me.
Cher
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Dulce!
Again, the imagery was vivid.
You told the story really well, I enjoy fishing aswell but don't have much time these days any more.
Ken
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Thank you for reading and commenting on me.
Fishing has a way of renewing me and even if I catch nothing ...I still come away with something. I am glad you enjoyed
ish Lover as it is one of my favorites also.
Cher
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With a firm jerk !
I reeled him in and let the line slack loose again.
the fight tiring him to a degree.? is it sure you're not talking about any guy. ?
but eh? I like where this is coming from, oh, hell, I got erm, a hook in my lip. Lovely work., Tony.
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If you were a fish upon my hook...
kind sir , I would surrender my pole, reel and gear. Just to have you near.
But so would so many other of the ladies. Thank you for reading and commenting, it was a fun poem of passion.
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So cute. Kinda delicate and still delighful. But not a fishermans way. Love, oh how divine . No matter which way it may show itself.
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Thank you Kind Sir
I am glad you enjoyed this poem ...my fishin to eat or fishin to release;
depends on the where and when of things. Living a singles life gives me the options.
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Nice job. I have always fished for food and never done catch and release. I an understnad the joy in it. Actually, I am a terrible fisherman. I enjoyed your poem alot.
Well done.
Mike
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Fishin for food - Yes Sir that is the way were raised.
Thank you for reading me - Good Morning Mike,
Often times it was the only meat we had to serve along with the grits and redeye gravy. Folks just saved the fat from the bacon or any cookin left overs and that was for the fish fry, always had plenty of grits to go with them and home made ice tea ...yes sir those were the days. I am glad you enjoyed reading me - it is one of my very favorite pass times. Even if I never catch anything ...the thrill is like the lottery ...I may not ever win - the thrill of possiblities - keeps me coming back again.
I hope you have made it home safely - Spring is coming soon they say - daylight savings time will be changing also.
May Gods Blessings Be with You And Stef Always,
Your friend, Cheryl
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