Ripples

Sitting still on a moving mirror
Reflecting what views above
Movement from below
Signals with a ripple
Twisting to catch the prize
A smile forms as the treble lands
Slight jerk and the water erupts
Voltage shoots to fiber ends
Primal grunts sound
Tunnel vision sees only gold
Fish of a lifetime
Hooked on a favorite lure of old

2 Comments

  1. krcc says:

    Love this photo and the poetry. Great job!

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    1. Noel Hartem says:

      Thank you very much

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