Post by mybad5k on Aug 26, 2004 13:08:38 GMT -5
Clear water rushes over jumbled stones
Moss and fern crowd the waters edge
Minnows and crayfish make their way
toward buttery patched of midday sun
strewn amid the tangled dead branches
beneath the shaggy trunks of pine and cedar close by the torrent
She balances on a wobbly lump of stone,
leaning out over the swirls of crystal
straining for just a few more inches, flipping that little barbed tuft of
feathers
towar the riffle downstream from an invisible underwater boulder,
the riffle where the biggest trout in the world is resting
the riffle that always seems just out of reach.
Moss and fern crowd the waters edge
Minnows and crayfish make their way
toward buttery patched of midday sun
strewn amid the tangled dead branches
beneath the shaggy trunks of pine and cedar close by the torrent
She balances on a wobbly lump of stone,
leaning out over the swirls of crystal
straining for just a few more inches, flipping that little barbed tuft of
feathers
towar the riffle downstream from an invisible underwater boulder,
the riffle where the biggest trout in the world is resting
the riffle that always seems just out of reach.