Wearing hip waders for the first
and only time, I walked in Lytle Creek.
I’d been in before by falling
but this was intentional.
My best friend and I carried fishing poles.
We didn’t catch anything.
I don’t even remember casting.
What I remember is the sensation of walking
through water without getting wet.
Of feeling cool on a summer afternoon
and standing still while the current flowed
between my legs as it delivered water
to Todds Fork and then the Little Miami,
to the Ohio and the Mississippi
and finally the Gulf of Mexico.
Looking down as the silt settled
I saw a brave fish approach my boots
and wondered how far we could go.
(For today’s prompt, take the phrase “(noun) in (location),” replace the (noun) with a noun, replace the (location) with a location, make the new phrase the title of your poem.)
What a vivid, nostalgic poem, Bartholomew! The photo is gorgeous! <3
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Thank you, Cheryl. I can’t take credit for the photo. I found it on Unsplash.
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Unsplash is where I go first when I need a photo,
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Beautiful poem and photo. π
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Thank you, Anne Marie! Unsplash has a bunch of gorgeous photos available for free use.
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I could feel the sensation of not being wet in water Bartholomew – wonderful! π
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Thanks, Gypsie! It was a memorable feeling.
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You are most welcome Bartholomew! βΊοΈ
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I want to know more about the intentional fall.
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I should probably tighten that part up a bit. I meant that the walk in waders was intentional as opposed to the times I fell in.
Of course, I could always make a story about intentionally falling into the creek…
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The later is a new poem..
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A moment in time that your words have captured superbly Bart
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Thank you, Ivor. I think capturing a moment is best use of poetry.
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I agree Bart
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Lovely!
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Thank, JM!
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Co-incidence again..
Yesterday, returning from his walk to the Bay, Mike wrote this….
Paddling
Ankle-deep at Hinderayre
I stand in all the oceans of the world
Sea snakes abound
And Tethys laps the shore.
McB β April β23
Which will be in my blog tomorrow.
Then, this morning, I read your poem for today.
Hmmmmmmmm….
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Considering all the poetry being written this month, it was bound to happen. Compliments to Mike on his mythological references.
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I’m at it again…..
http://www.spanglefish.com/berniesblog/blog.asp?blogid=16239
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Thanks for promoting my poem!
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