Fishing Hole Poem by Rob Lamberton
Fishing Hole
The long day stretched even longer as if the sun stood still
The water rushed over the rock a needed rest in the stiff current
The wild catch, released
... and it was right under the rock where the fish was caught, right?
Liked this line, to wit: 'The water rushed over the rock....'
Hey, Rose Marie! Don't call Rob a twit! Ha ha ha ha ha! Just kidding. You know I love you, Rose.
What a beautiful day and place to spend time fishing. Amazing imagery! To my favorites.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/17/2025 1:42:10 AM # 1.0.0
Meaningful short work.... thank you...