Now that’s definitely awkward! Augusta tour boat jetty, with the Blackwood River riding high after heavy winter rains.
Wooden Bream
The evening light is dim,
and the tide betwixt,
swash, swash, swash,
lapping the timber sides
in rhythmic beat.
There’s a sole light with courting moths,
and shadows are moving about.
It’s deeper further along,
and the pros are casting there.
We’re at the shallow end,
the beginners place.
I set my rod,
the rig is ready,
bait set and the line is cast.
Then in it comes,
zzzzzzzzzzzz
an angler’s hazzard appears,
an inedible blowie.
Father demands a turn,
the rig is ready,
bait set and the line is cast,
and then it strains,
his excitement mounts.
He yells, “I’ve got one!”
The pros all turn,
“this must be good.”
But I cut the line,
his catch is inedible too,
a wooden bream.
“Dad, you’ve hooked the jetty.”
Β©Paul Cannon
This poem is a true story, one of my childhood memories. Black Bream is species of fish found in the Swan river, it is said that they are cunning and wily and hard to catch.
Paul,
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Great memory to have! I’m sure you still chuckle over it.
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I do, when the family gathers it is one of our stories.
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Oops really awkward. Was there any other catch that day?
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Sadly no, my father had a short fuse, and that was the end of the trip.
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That’s really sad.
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Yes
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You know I can relate to the piers being like that. It has been many years though since I was little and we had a farm. Good memories, thanks.
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Thanks for sharing a slice of your story too James, and thank you for your comment.
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You are welcome
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I am sure you have a laugh over it now!
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We sure do, itβs a family story often brought to life when we gather.
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Such memories are precious.
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That is very true
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Quite a memory. π
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Thank you, yes, one of our family stories.
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apt photo for the prompt and fun memory, poor dad!
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Yes, it was unfortunate, he took us home immediately, and we couldnβt talk about it for some time, now itβs one of those family stories.
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lol so very awkward moment for him, glad he got over it π
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π Yes, so am I π
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haha..this one cracked me up. Such a joyful recollection fo a childhood memory
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I has remained a family legend, so good
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Yes I can feel that.I always wanted to go fishing but couldn’t.
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Sorry to hear that – though – it’s neer too late π
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No my hubby is against cruelty of any living creature..hence.
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That I get, my sons decided the very same thing and that was my ending too.
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I guess we all give in to our loved ones,
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We do, and that’s all part of good relationships isn’t it?
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Yes totally.
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I’m feeling this!
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Thank you for reflecting that back, so nice to know that.
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Wonderful. Nostalgic. πβ€οΈregards Jay
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Many thanks Jay
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Oh, my! That was a great memory with your dad.
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It sure was, and still is.
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Love it – love alteration – it certainly took me to the jetty with you
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Really appreciate your comment, and yes.
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