Inner Woman Volume 2

Have you ever gone fishing?

It’s all about the cast.

The whirring spin of the spool

of line singing over your head

The plop of the lure as it hits

Water splashing and then

ripples defining the path

as it comes back

Careful pacing,

stop and go

Watch the fish as

they follow

Will you get the bite?

Not this time

Wind the line back

and hold it just right

Try again

watch the arc

splash as the

worm sinks again

A different bait,

the bobber floats

weight at the bottom

it dangles below

And now you wait

watching

whistling the toneless

tune of patience

Next to your beach chair

dad whips his line

fly fishing at the creek

where it spills into the pond

And you wish with all your heart

to be just like him

Fish jumping, rising to his

beacon, an irresistible feast

And another trout dances

on its tail, trying his luck

at getting away

Dad reels it in and

Points to your line,

the bobber is gone,

the fight is on and he’s there

with the net

A pat on your shoulder

well done son

The frying pan heats

as you clean your catch

A man and his son

together as one

Casting out

as life moves on