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
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Love this photo and the poetry. Great job!
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Thank you very much
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