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SECOND PLACE POETRY A FISH LAKE SCENE Wilbur T. Braithwaite 58 Horth 200 East Manti, Utah 84642 In my mind's eye - I see rhythmic waves lapping on the face Of rocks at Lava Slide. Soon earth's dimmers phase out light As evening's curtains open wide. Sunset streamings in the west Are filtered out of view. Sawtooth Mountain's silhouette Smiles out in northern skies. To the south the Saddle rides A ridge of royal blue. Trout start feeding close to shore Nearby a sunken ledge. With bamboo rod I flex my wrist And cast a tapered line and fly Along the moss-free edge. ritLLon shadows merge ? ti one. A cool breeze whispers off the lake; Aspens answer with a sigh. Far hillside lamps and stars on high Give off ethereal glow. Like a spotlight on a stage, a rising Moon intensifies the splendor of the night. With my natural eye - I look outside and see a storm with Snowflakes swirling in the wind - a January sight. Yet, foi a time today., eternity reversed in flight To when I was a boy. As then, I marvel now, awe-struck again, Re-enchanted by the beauty and the joy-Felt on a July night Fifty years ago, 109 |
