Bonding

Bonding

A Poem by Judy Ponceby
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Father and son....

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Early morning comes too soon.
Fish are biting by the moon.
Father and son make their way
Out of the house to meet the day.

The men of the house are outward bound
Seeking their fortune on the water sound.
Fishing poles and tackle boxes in hand
Off they go, to the dock to be manned.

Eyes gleaming bright, with the wind in his hair,
My son grins wide, and says, "Dad, Look There!"
Sure enough my son sees, fish to be caught,
Their trip is promising, will not be for naught.

His father smiles at the look from his son,
Saying, "Yes, son, you've found them, quite well done."
Bringing their boat to a stop they let glide,
Unpack their equiment, and come along side.

Taking their time and setting their hooks,
Plenty of fish here, judging by the looks.
There's sunfish and carp, some salmon and trout,
Walleye and crappie, and catfish so stout.

As the sun rises higher, they reel those fish in.
There's plenty of fish, with tail and fin.
The father and son are laughing together.
Can't believe their luck, or such perfect weather.

Returning home from a long day of fun,
They unload their catch and in they run.
Fish stories abound, They can't say enough,
The fish they missed, get bigger and rough.

I watch my two men, with quiet delight.
Enjoying the warmth, they create in my sight
Fishing is fun, fishing is great,
My men bonding, makes my heart elate.

Aug 28, 2010

© 2011 Judy Ponceby


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Tender poem!! The rhyme feels natural and flows well! Congrats!

Posted 14 Years Ago


hi Judy, I enjoyed the rhyming scheme, it's a bit personally funny for me as I frequent an online dating site aptly called 'plenty of fish'. I hope you can share the humor with me!

The poem is very folky and country like, the old idea that men bond via shared activities and women bond via verbal dialogue I guess in many cultures still holds true.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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lovely meter and rhyme ..a gentle moment captured in verse..although never understood the fishing thing LOL

Posted 14 Years Ago


I could flourish my response to this with eloquence. That would demean this piece. I will say this: THANK YOU!

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is such a beautiful poem.. like a sweet and loving story of those two precious men in your life. Said it before, but, some writers have a way of painting pictures with their words .. you're one of them.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I miss fishing...and a thousand other things with my dad...and I miss mother now as well. But I treasure the memories. A wonderful tribute to the togetherness of family...heartwarming.

Posted 14 Years Ago


A sweet, absolutely charming depiction of a good woman's love for and pride in "the men" of her house.
What can I say, Judy?--so touchingly well-done as to have warmed the icy cockles of this old curmudgeon's rarely-used heart.
A pleasantly disturbing occurrence which I, of course, somewhat resent.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Judy Ponceby
Judy Ponceby

Swanton, OH



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