I will never forget that day for it is one of my fondest memories with my mom. I had driven up to the ranch the night before with the intent of going fishing with her. We awoke before dawn, and drove down to the fishing pond.
Each of us found our spots to fish not far from one another and settled in on overturned plastic buckets. I remember how quiet it was; only the occasional sound of our lines hitting the water as we cast them into the misty air. As they landed, they created undulating ripples in the dark cold water.
Lost in reverie, I didn’t see the fish strike right when the sun broke through the trees.
Mom jumps to her feet and yells, “Grab the net Linda, I’ve got a big ‘un!”
cool summer morning
a large bass takes to the air
fighting the steel hook
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Haibun Monday: Snapshots of our Lives
Author’s Note: Today at dVerse, Kim is asking us to take one of our poems that is autobiographical and write a Haibun based on that poem. The poem I chose is The Gift of Fishing.
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 23 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories.
You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and on her Amazon Author Page