Peter Morton

Rookie - 0 Points (10/30/1951)

Grafton Pond - Poem by Peter Morton

A man sets out
with his fishing rod.
He isn't really fishing
but it makes a good excuse
to do what men do
when they are
pretending not to.

Anyway, it's that time of day
when the evening sun
makes the pond blaze,
it's a scene out of
a coffee table book,
young lovers in kayaks, their
silhouettes framed against
a deepening color of sky.

He ties a spinner on,
casts far out
into
the perfect flatted calm.

I am not a philosopher, he thinks,
but this life of mine
is a fishing line,
monofilament,
barely seen,
stretching into depths
where hidden thoughts
nibble at the edge
of consciousness.

Sunset peaks
and fades into oblivion.
The man sighs
and reels in.
Fish-less he
packs his tackle and walks towards his pickup.

Topic(s) of this poem: landscape


Comments about Grafton Pond by Peter Morton

  • Jazib Kamalvi (4/21/2017 10:47:00 AM)

    A beautiful start with a landscape. Thanks (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 21, 2017



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