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Bobber By James Paulin Email: jpaulin47 at yahoo dot com (above email address formatted to reduce spam) July 17, 2008 Floating signal warns of feeding fishes Daydream reflections come into play Pan fried fillets complete these wishes No matter what, surely enjoy the day Attention focused on a single thing Moving up and down, here and there Mind wanders to what life will bring Hope is employed with watchful stare Refreshed senses both in and out Preoccupied pursuit of a good taste Lost in many things to think about Time spent with bobber hardly a waste Cricket, worm or minnow for bait Time slows down, patience prevails Rewards most treasured after a wait Virtues retained if even a bite fails About the author: I have been writing essays and poems for several years mostly inspirational in nature. I am retired and enjoying the time to pursue something inside that needed to surface. I like to share common sense philosophy as did one of my favorite poets, Edgar Guest. | | | |
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