David Abrahams

Rookie (05 September 1969 / San Diego, CA)

Fall Run - Poem by David Abrahams

Fall Run

That Slick Flash
Fish Splash

Rod bent -
No accident -
Spoon flutter right
to catch the light
- BITE -

Two lives on the line.
On this end, mine:
Life lust -
Clean air -
Damp dirt -
Clear water -
smolders on the bank.
I thank Mother Earth for a Fishing Father.

On that end, muscled fear
turned current broadside and
PULL, Pull, pull
against the pole.

Line taught -
Sweet spot hooked.
He'll be booked soon
if I keep him off the rocks.

Head in now
the line still sings,
but no more runs

Resigned to end the line of progeny
this strong salmon shudders -
sighs -
slips into the net.

The Victor, trembling,
release the barbs -
slide the disbelieving fish
into the stream.

With two tail flips he's gone.
His destination his demise.

Carry on fine friend.
I'll fight your sons again.

dsa FEB'11

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 24, 2011

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