Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 29,477 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

At Dusk As I Urged The Fish Too Bite - Poem by Mark Heathcote

I remember the lake light shining
Like a disk as I fished for perch or pike
At dusk as I urged the fish to bite
Bite a spoon of shimmering bait

I remember bats flitting and circling
Like the insects, they longed to catch
And the ripples left by fish, that had.
I remember the blunt roll-call home

The boathouse like a sarcophagus
With its two well rotten doors
Gaping open; like malnourished jaws.
Awaiting, deaths ferrymen back.
Back to them; keep net shores.

I remember the rolling. Fog, rising
About the gnarled chestnut trees
Billowing-out; into brackish reeds
And then a slice of moon leaping,
Frantic; pulling line from my spool.

I remember the lake light shining
In the scales of a real; living ghoul
Plucked out of the waters fighting
Was a fish that wasn't preschool.

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Comments about At Dusk As I Urged The Fish Too Bite by Mark Heathcote

  • Ramesh Rai (10/8/2014 3:37:00 PM)

    An expressive emotional write.
    Thank you so much for sharing with us.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 31, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 25, 2017

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