King Fisher
She’d long mastered baiting--knew well how to gauge
all that lay hidden
from the surficial stage.
In each phase of the foray,
with each line that she dropped
she plumbed depth and character:
currents below and aloft.
So she cast out down current
with just the right weight
a lure that would dazzle~
in sunlight titillate:
attracting pelagics
to the predator’s fate.
Then she wove nets of metaphor
and laid them out straight
as if she meant nothing by them
lest she make wary the prey.
Fine and taut she did stretch them
that they’d go unseen
well upsea of the reef
where she, Fisher Queen,
chose a pole, thick and mighty
to search the benthos for her King.
Callaghan Grant June 1, 2013
Comments (22)
Nice Cailin..
Watch.
Listen.
Assess.
Stir, shake, rattle, roll.
Observe what the storm churns up.
Gotta be willing to drag bottom if you wanna find those pearls!
"Mrs. Joooo-ooones... I'm watching you, Mrs. Joooones. Gonna teach you the meaning of respect. Gonna make you bark like a dog. Woof-woof!"
Caddy Shack
Jesus had nothing to do with...
NON
Look away...
no...better look at me...
CAILIN
Thanks
I like it.
como estas?
What you see is what you BE!
Projection makes perception. (What a lovely man you ARE!) Once one knows that it's a tiny bit easier to notice the edges between where your own projected self ends and "others" begin. But the edges will always be blurry.
There is no such thing as "defeat". People just give up. I am not good at relenting. I am intractably resilient.
"Of course, even determination has its downside as a personality trait."
Speaking of that and fishing: I was once out spear fishing in the Gulf of Mexico and, as the water was pretty clear (lateral vis of about 70') I thought I saw the shadow of a reef across the sand in the distance. I did the unpardonable: I left the ledge without telling my dive buddies so no one was going to know where to find me if I needed help and signaled by tapping metal against my scuba tank (which was how we signaled "needing help"). So I go swimming out across the sand, rolling over and scanning as I fin because that still small voice in my head said "Something is looking at you and you look like 'lunch'". I kept finning and scanning and rolling and that little voice kept saying "Go back. Danger." I really wanted to see what was on that ledge. But, even though I was swimming pretty hard, it wasn't getting much closer. FINALLY, I saw it and it wasn't a ledge at all. I was pursuing a very large shark.
Oops... Nevermind...
Determination has its downside to be sure.
(famous last words) I smell a trap
But I know if I put my mind to it the cheese is gonna be mine!
A winner never quits and a quitter never wins.
I have been over powered before, but never "defeated".
If ANYone feels they've lost, how could I perceive it "a win"? That's not the "economy" I work under. All interactions are "win-win" or "lose-lose".
'Tis my apparent adversaries with whom I most relish celebration. We will all laugh when we look back and realize who it (really) was that we (only) thought we were fighting.
The whole thing is but a cosmic jest.
enough clues already?
just hurry up before they petrified.
Yes fortune favors the brave, It also likes the lucky and the stupid.
But Wisdom is its own reward.
unmask this impostor, Scooby Doo style
Love is Wisdom and yes, it IS it's own reward.
Slàinte mhòr, kinsman!
Let 'em alone. They doin' alright!
Have fun!
Watch out Fotinia!
Bogie maybe coming behind those cookies!