Up at 6
Grab some toast
And coffee.
Head for the river –
Line tangled
Set it right;
Keep at it.
A long cast
Catches a tree.
Cold, tired
Call it a morning.
Trudge by a field,
Mountains in the distance.
Has the river rejected me?
Wait.
Two birds fly by in tandem.
Is that a chevron I see on them?
I’ll be back.
May, 2018
There you go
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