We enjoy PhotoPlay weeks because it gives us the opportunity to see another side of our talented poets. Each month we’re amazed by the gifts you share with us. Thanks to everyone who participated in last week’s PhotoPlay prompt. We said “Go fish, ” and you responded.
Here’s a photo by Monica Sharman:
Here is a poem from Donna we enjoyed:
her bravery
impressed him
she could
weave a worm guaranteed to arrive in the fish’s mouth intact
unhook the catch without wincing at blood
cast her line with a nearly inaudible whir and a plop
one hundred miles in any direction
(trees even quaked in their roots)
yep
she was pretty good
for a girl
And here’s a photo from Donna as well:
POETRY PROMPT: Find inspiration from one of the photos you see here and respond with a poem. Leave your poem in the comment box.
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Photos by Johan M. Wolfhagen, Donna Falcone, and Monica Sharman. Creative Commons license via Flickr. Post by Heather Eure.
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Donna says
Thank you, Heather! I really love Photoplay and Prompts! Always something interesting going on!
Monica, that’s really a great shot. 🙂
Monica Sharman says
Thanks, Donna! Great poem of yours. We’re catch-and-release when we fish, so I especially liked your unhook line.
Heather Eure says
Always enjoy seeing (and reading) about the world around you.
Monica Sharman says
Thanks for the photo feature, Heather! To answer your question in the other comment box, the photos (all but one) were taken at Goodwin Lakes (elevation >11,000 ft) at the Sangre de Cristo Mountains in Colorado. For us, we tend to get the best fishing the farther up we hike, because those are the least crowded and least fished places.
Great prompt, as usual. 🙂
Heather Eure says
Wonderful pictures, again. Colorado is one of my favorite places. This sea-level gal has a rough time getting used to the elevation. I get winded brushing my teeth. 😀
Richard Maxson says
History Lesson
At the feeders the finches light,
then sweep away like dolphins,
sleek and wet in a glass sea.
At the kitchen counter lemons,
cut in quarters, for trout,
baking in flame-less fire. The silent stars,
wandering behind their bright faces,
do not remember us, nights we stood
torches in hand, attracting the birds
who had not yet learned to fly.
Heather Eure says
Believe I caught the scent of a warm summer night and the smell of baked fish. Definitely takes me back. Thanks, Richard.
Michael C. Garcia says
Swimmingly Good
In the early hours I stand in solitude, but I’m not alone;
as the silence calls me nature presents itself as an offering
and I cannot resist as I ready my rod and reel with a reply.
With deftly skill and weathered hands I aim my line with
hope and intention that excites and relaxes me at the same time
knowing regardless the outcome I have become one with nature.
The salt sea air rushes through my nasal cavity and the wind
gently laps my face as I stare intently on my line as I put my
forefinger on the line to make sure I feel every nuance in the water.
Suddenly the line becomes taunt and I reply with a swift motion
now in battle with an unseen creature but by it’s pull and reaction
can tell I have a fish that I will treasure on my pallet and in my gullet.
The battle doesn’t last long as I manipulate it closer and closer to me
landing the fish that I will savor later tonight with it’s succulent flesh
in butter, garlic, olive oil, and lemon, paired with a nice white wine.
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