i was thinking about fishing

by joel abel - Taurus

we sat on the 
little back porch
and watched the tip
of the sun
sink down under the
telephone wires
then the picket fence line
then it disappeared
behind the dirt road
that ran behind the house.

i was thinking about 
fishing,
the crappie were about
to start spawning in the
spring warm water.

i had forgotten she was there,
i dont even know what she
was talking about.

but when i heard her car start,
then spray gravel across the 
side of the house,
i began to wonder what was
going on.

Birth sign: Taurus
Date created: 2002-03-03 01:23:58
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:45:58
Poem ID: 67963

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