Dawn doesn’t knock.
It breathes—slow, silver.

He’s already there.
Boots in mud.
Hands remembering.

He casts—
not just a line,
but a life—
wide into the quiet
where hope swims unseen.

🐟

Stillness teaches.

Not spoken—
silent conscious 

Morning stretches.
Sun rising without asking.

He waits.

Because he knows—
the river answers
when it wants.

🐟

Mist rolls in.
Boats drift—ghostlike.

Between cast
and pull
he feels them—

the ones before him.

Every ripple—
a voice whispers.
Every current—
a named.

🐟

By noon—
light fractures water.

Scales flash.
Brief— then
Gone.

He lifts the catch—
not pride,
just survival.

A quiet agreement
between man
and tide.

🐠

But the sea—

doesn’t whisper.

It roars.

Lines snap.
Hooks bite.

He stands—small, stubborn—
against something
that doesn’t care.

Here, courage
is quiet.

It stays.

🎣

Rain falls.
No warning.

Soaks him through.

Still—he doesn’t move.

Each drop—
a beginning.

The sky reminding him—
you belong to this.

🎣

Night softens everything.

Moonlight—silver skin on water.

Just him.
The line.
The pull beneath.

No loneliness here.

Only whole.

Dreams tug gently.
He listens
with both hands.

🌙🎣

An old man waits
at the shore—

or becomes him.

Stories in bone.
Salt and skin.

He speaks less now.

But when he does—
even water listens.

🪶

And still—
he casts.

Through empty nets.
Through full ones.
Through years.

This is more than fishing.

It’s inheritance.
It’s healing.
It’s words
written in water.

🌊

Sunset bleeds gold.

He doesn’t count fish.

He counts moments.

Balance.
Breath.
Space between casts.

🌅

Hands worn—steady.

He reels in more than a day.

He reels in a life.

Lived—

fully—

on the edge
of the endless tide.

🌊🐟

By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)

My poem is themed on fisherman’s lives unfolding in spoken verse— cast, wait, endure, from rivers dawns to roaring seas, hopefully my poem captures and traces patience, struggle, and legacy, where each line becomes more than survival—it becomes a life shaped by water.

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