Point Of Here

A woman gets a cat
A man gets a dog
Time spent stroking and casting
Hours reminiscing

Ducks seem curious
Sat where they sit
Calm and tranquil
No noise seems to fit

The sounds of nature
All I want to hear
Whip of a rod casting
Nature’s intention clear

Fish on a line thrashes
Heads to the reeds
Life very simple
Everything has needs

In this modern world
A rod beeps with a fish bite
Can’t understand this feature
Try as I might

Whole point of here
Friends chat about their catch
Outlook bright and clear
Unlock the latch

Mark Scotchford © 21/07/2015

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About markious72

Here I wish to let my strange and vivid imagination and opinions run wild. I do hope you like what you read. I would love to be a writer, I won't pretend otherwise. Although it is only in the last couple of years that I have realised it. I guess if it meant to happen it will. Happy reading, happier writing. :-)
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