the beautiful fight

 magnificent hues    
of pink purple    
orange and red  
begin    
to dramatically    
blend  
leaving the the blue of day  
into the past.  
the colors of prime-time    
reflect the surface    
of liquid distorted glass  
witch is outlined    
by blondish sand.  
upright red cedars    
water sweeping willows  
and snake grass    
seem to understand    
and respect  
father-times    
well thought out plan.  
as ancient light    
skillfully fades  
the transfer is absolutely
sightless    
leaving only  
the sounds  
of wind  
and rolling waves  
pounding the water carved  
landscapes.  
the most    
anticipated  
time in nature    
has come."
a quickly    
trained movement  
of the thumb."  
complimented    
by    
wrist elegance  
ending in a  
submerged wet thunk."
now my focus  
and passion  
are buried deep  
from distraction.    
A steady    
southern wind  
provides a    
thankful drift,,,,  
ACTION!!!!!  
instantly recognized  
with years of practice  
my reactions  
are professional  
and swift.  
penetrating    
a deep hook set    
from a whipping    
high speed lift!  
the unwinding buzz  
from perfectly    
positioned drag."  
a relief of  
breaking tention  
while unraveling    
much needed slack!  
pumping taut  
vibrations    
are felt    
ubove  
and    
below  
the competitive    
personalities    
of top ranking  
compettitors  
are shown!  
stubbornous  
strength    
power of will
hard as stone!  
odds are fairly  
stacked    
on this appreciated  
night  
apposite forces  
viciously tugg  
and thrash  
conjoined by  
tensile line!  
this is the beautiful fight!  
the one I've spent hours on water to find!  
the one anglers dream about!  
the one legends are made of but never found!  
the one I've searched for my whole life  
this is the beautiful fight!!!  
   
I dedicate this joint  
to my dad and all  
the walleye anglers  
in Michigan    
keep your knots tight  
and your rod tip up!  
Justin.g