Old One Eye

......... the truest of fisherman's tales around these ere parts

Old One Eye

 

No matter

What the season

Nor the time

Of day it be

And regardless

Of the

Weather even

Just be certain

All of ye

Old One Eye

Will be waiting

For a big toe or a

Pinkie for his tea

Aye be sure

He might be waiting

Where ere the

Parrett eddies

And nigh on

Invisible too he be

Gen green silk-weed

And em

Beds of smoothest

Well-worn gravel

Always facing

Upstream and 

A’gen the flow

Old one eye

Lays in waiting

His saw-toothed gob

Wide open

Tho' his tail be

Barely movin

Just waiting for

A fly or minnow

To pass near by

He all of ten

Long summers 

Growed he be

By far bigger’un

A farmers forearm

An then some son

He were

The sleekest an

Most longest  

Wild brown trout

You ever see’d

No longer fraid

Of heron, crane

Fishin rod or tickle

Old one eye he

Do still wait

They say

In the warmest of

They angry

Perrott shallows ...

 

Reviews

[Lorry]

I hear tell he lost his eye teaching a boat full of crewmen not to leave their hooks dangling near his fishbits.
I heard tell he feasted on the flesh so much that he no longer eats flies, but waits on bare tootsies being dipped to cool off. Be warned! 😀

[Neville]

i 's rue I ell ya ... Cheers ma e 😀

[KUFU/AO]

Well. Very nice. I can almost smell the whisping salt air of the churning sea!

[Neville]

then I shall thank you too KUFU/AO.. Many thanks indeed and I shall now rush to return the favour and take a peak at what you have left for us to find on your page..

All good things, Neville

[Robert Trakofler]

In this lake I used to fish frequently was a huge fish that i would always find in this same eddy... I have tried every bait and technique I could muster but I never got him for two years I have tried to catch him he would literally just stare at me at times and flitter away taking no notice of my bait he must of been related to one eye:/

[Neville]

.. as far as I can tell, not one person has ever caught Old One Eye in the last 200 years or more .. I have only been fly fishing half a dozen times, mind you, the last time I caught an eight pound bluebottle.... Cheers Robert & All Good Things my friend :)

Neville

[Chris Shaw]

This be one of those fisherman's yarns heard in the pubs along by the Perrett.and at its mouth. Old one eye and every time he gets a mention, he grows a inch in size. That makes him the biggest potential catch the Perrett has ever known. You know I can't help thinking how fine he would look on a dinner plate. But you know I don't think he:d fit in my oven, so it's best for him to remain in his natural environment where he will grow for evamore :) Good Sunday morning Neville.

Chris

[Neville]

arr.. you got him off to a T our Chris.. cheers me dear
and a fine Sunday mane to thee...

Neville

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I think Old One Eye must be related to Walter from On Golden Pond...
cousins...
that one that just never quite gets caught.

[Neville]

I was certainly hooked on jane Fonda for a while.. or is that just another wisherman's yarn.. thanks for diving in jacob, tis as always, very much appreciated...

Neville

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Funny, as an actor I just love her, and pretty much everything she did, except Golden Pond...I met her once...We spoke to each other for a few seconds...I will never forget that...she had on army fatigues, no make up, hair cut short and she was absolutely beautiful....this was in 1971...

[Neville]

Cor blimey, now that is worth writing home about & you aint never gonna forget.. Thank you for sharing that jacob and truly :)