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Fly Fishing Poem..."Ripples."

Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 4:01 pm
by George D. Stout
George D. Stout

A cool mist rises from the creek and permeates the forest’s breadth.
as waves of maidens take to flight to start the dance of life and death
From hands and knees on mossy bank the fisherman surveys the flat
and reaches for his favorite fly hooked neatly in his wide-brimmed hat

The summer solstice lingers near when days and nights give equal tune
the wild trout senses pending feasts as mid-day fades to afternoon
The fisherman now lies in wait and watches for a telling sign
he dreams of rising rainbow trout, of tying flies and casting line

The caddis in its armored suit clings tight against the current’s drift
awaiting metamorphosis it dwells within the limestone rift
A fragile life at best it leads among the gravels in the creek
in order to advance its kind, to mate and die in but one week

Emerging angels ride the wind up in the shallows by the bend
some make the trip with certain ease while other struggle to ascend
A miracle of nature’s guile from creek bed dwellers they transcend
to winged dancers sailing to their destiny upon the wind

The fisherman now on one knee presents his fly among the mass
with gentle roll cast sent upstream it settles for a subtle pass
Above the rift and toward the bend where rainbow ghosts hide in their lair
awaiting nature’s winged buffet that flutters down like angel's hair

As line drifts near the eddy’s flow it pauses slightly in its trip
the fisherman instinctively takes out the slack and lifts the tip
The bamboo rod pulls taut and snug as streaking rainbow breaks the film
it pulls and tugs in vain attempt to secure the rift within its realm

Amid emerging flows of life the battle ends with thoughtful pause
of admiration and respect then left to swim for future cause
The fisherman has counted coup, the trout will live to fight once more
as darkness settles on the creek like leaves upon the forest floor

Re: Fly Fishing Poem..."Ripples."

Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 8:53 pm
by TradRag
Mr. Stout,

That is simply wonderful!!! Love yet. Please do share more. Thank you!

Re: Fly Fishing Poem..."Ripples."

Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 9:14 pm
by jaxtix
Thank you George. That painted some pleasant memories of yore. Would you be the author? And while on the subject of flyfishing I would like to recommend the book "Trout Madness" by Robert Traver, who also authored "Anatomy of a Murder" and also... Laughing Whitefish, The Jealous Mistress, Trout Magic, Anatomy of a Fisherman, Troubleshooter, Danny and the Boys, Small Town D.A.,Hornstein's Boy . I also read "Many Rivers to Cross" by M.R. Montgomery, a lyrical, sometimes wryly humorous, guide in search of the overlooked locations of Montana, Wyoming, Idaho, New Mexico, Arizona and Oregon. A bit of a history lesson sweetened with trout fishing. Any way, I digress. Just info if your interested. jaxtix

Re: Fly Fishing Poem..."Ripples."

Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 10:06 pm
by George D. Stout
Yes, I wrote that one evening in 2003 after driving through the town of Big Run, Pa., and across Big Run the creek, and seeing a fly hatch rising from the ripples. Of course I'm also a fly fisherman so it required a reaction 8^). I'm glad you enjoyed it. George

Re: Fly Fishing Poem..."Ripples."

Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 6:15 pm
by Nosight
George ..... WHat can one say but THANK YOU for bringing back alot of memeries OF past fishing with family past..

Again Thank you...


Re: Fly Fishing Poem..."Ripples."

Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 12:02 am
by 30coupe
By golly George, I never knew you were such a poet! I love it! My two favorite outdoor sports are traditional archery and fly fishing. You did a great job of catching the emotion of the fly fisherman.

Great job!