The Angler's Song Poem by PAUL COLVIN

The Angler's Song

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By banks we roam, ‘cross burns we leap
When hearts were young and thrills were cheap
By lonely stream, canal or brook
We'd cast a line with baited hook.
Heading up to pools afar
Are the mighty, gleaming silver bars
The salmon rise whilst sea trout hide
Lurking ‘neath the springers' tide,
A speckled trout soars for the fly
As The Lady of the Stream glides by
The elegance with which she moves
Has every angler's seal approved
On quaintest waters, near or far,
Our Lady lies, the bonnie char.
Her waters cold and crystal clear
Make one false move, she'll disappear.
By mountain stream or river glen
I wish I had my time again.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valerie Dohren 02 July 2012

Great poem, very well written, enjoyed the read.

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Heather Wilson 30 June 2012

A really beautiful poem, a pleasure to read.

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