The Anglers Opener Poem by Matt Mondschein

The Anglers Opener



Can't sleep tonight,
my son and I
can't wait til' the dawns'
early light
coffee, tea, not for me
elbows bent, from twilight to
late night
pup tents, bonfires
anglers, anxious, baited hooks
casting minnows, worms, power bait
don't be late
flip your wrist
take the bite
set that hook
bring 'em ashore
as a raven cries out
nevermore
nevermore
as the river bends
catch em', release em'
exhausted
my son and I
now at peace
an anglers opener
catch and release

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
a typical opening day of trout season
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 21 February 2013

My son and I now at peace. I like it. thanks.

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