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Chocolate Bayou Poem by Carl Gerard
I Googled Chocolate Bayou and came across this poem written by Carl Gerard.
Chocolate Bayou Mud Flats
A Poem by Carl Gerard
Chocolate Bayou Mud Flats
Sitting by the bayou wetting a bait
Corks are out now we must wait
Nibbles come, the cork does bob
Another shrimp the little fish rob
Pull it in re-bait the hook
Cast far to the flat and look
The cork is gone diving fast
Lean back, set the hook at last
Big fish on he's pulling fine
Light tackle fun, the drag does whine
The pole is bent line is tight
Water boils still out of sight
Guessing, betting, what type of fish
Seen them run deep like this and wish
Golden side, big spot on tail
The bull of the Back Bay line don't fail
He's getting close ready to land
My buddy comes up net in hand.
He sees the shore turn, spook and run
Pulling out drag, he's not done
Fight him back, try once more
The battle rages on muscles are sore
Along the edge and up on to the bank
Big beautiful Red the good Lord to thank
For having a chance this day to remember
Thanking my dad for lighting the ember
The love of nature from a spark it grew
Understanding plants and animals too
We all need the other to grow and survive
Back in the water he began to revive
Off he swam I fought not for hunger sake
Keep only what you need and use all that you take
Copyright ©2000 Carl Gerard
Chocolate Bayou Mud Flats
A Poem by Carl Gerard
Chocolate Bayou Mud Flats
Sitting by the bayou wetting a bait
Corks are out now we must wait
Nibbles come, the cork does bob
Another shrimp the little fish rob
Pull it in re-bait the hook
Cast far to the flat and look
The cork is gone diving fast
Lean back, set the hook at last
Big fish on he's pulling fine
Light tackle fun, the drag does whine
The pole is bent line is tight
Water boils still out of sight
Guessing, betting, what type of fish
Seen them run deep like this and wish
Golden side, big spot on tail
The bull of the Back Bay line don't fail
He's getting close ready to land
My buddy comes up net in hand.
He sees the shore turn, spook and run
Pulling out drag, he's not done
Fight him back, try once more
The battle rages on muscles are sore
Along the edge and up on to the bank
Big beautiful Red the good Lord to thank
For having a chance this day to remember
Thanking my dad for lighting the ember
The love of nature from a spark it grew
Understanding plants and animals too
We all need the other to grow and survive
Back in the water he began to revive
Off he swam I fought not for hunger sake
Keep only what you need and use all that you take
Copyright ©2000 Carl Gerard
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