Tag: whimsical

• Trout Fishing With Edgar

  One, no, two big silvery, slippery shadowy trout lurk silent, tails sweep slowly steadying against the current, beneath a tangled lodgepole strainer Left over  from spring’s high water. These fish must be grateful For a log like this, just right And rotting back to the mud it sprung from: A once-proud, once tree skeleton Now…

  JunkChuck

  March 22, 2014

  My Poetry, Poetry

  cutthroat, fish, flash, grasshopper, poem, poetry, River, trout, whimsical