I walked over the green land
And there it was before me,
The lake,
The lake that I would walk around,
Not just walk around
But cast a line into the water.
I put the fly on the line
But stopped,
Stopped and listened,
Listened to the silence,
That silence only interrupted
By the sounds of nature.
I became one with nature.
I cast my line on the water
And watched the line
Floating on the surface,
The fly sank,
I gently pulled the line
Dragging the fly slowly
Hoping for a fish to bite.
I looked about me
At natures glory,
The young swan slowly swimming,
The ducks and coots
Both with their young.
The sedate grebe
Passing in absolute majesty.
I walked around the lake
Casting my line,
Hoping for a fish.
It was not my turn today,
But I did not care,
As once more,
I was at one with nature.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I went fishing yesterday for the first time in over twenty years, I did not catch anything, this time, but I had a wonderful time being with Nature.
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A fine write at the River again Gold. I discovered a canal walk. In fact, a friend's back garden backs on to the canal at one point - very nice. I might go for walks along part of it again, though it's not local.
Thank you Orchi, there is something wonderful about being by water.
You won't be by any water, if having whisky!
So good to hear sir... and a delight to read... I am so glad you managed to get out and try your hand at something you enjoyed that long ago... I hope there will be many more such trips to the river bank.... catching aint everything neither, is it......... Neville
Thank you Neville, it was wonderful, you are right the wonder of being with nature far outweighed Not catching anything. Andy.
I just knew it..... I'm the same.. quite happy to cast an un-baited hook that's me...
You paint a great scene and one I recognise. I've never been fishing and must say it doesn't really appeal to me but put me down in these surroundings with a sketch book and I'm in my element. A fine write Andy.
Fishing was almost my life many, many years ago. But you are write it is being with nature that pulls me, if I catch a trout for tea that is a bonus.
Envious of your finding such places.
Thank you d a, there are many out there but this one was special as it was the first time I was fishing in a very long time.
Great to know you have a chance to cast again Andy - -- whether a fish bites or not all that glory there will be enough whenever you walk round the lake again.
Thank you Fay, so true.
What a wonderful scene you painted with your words. I am jealous you went fishing and I didn't! lol Glad you got to go!!
Thank you Christina, it will become part of my life again now.
Superb Writing my friend as you know I love nature and this verse is at the top of the tree. Thank you
Thank you Moordy, it was wonderful.
Hello Goldfinch60.
A great write.
The beauty of nature has truly been captured by you.
Keep writing FineB
Thank you FineB -it always does capture me.
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