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 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