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Riverman2 · 56-60, M
Montanaman · M
@Riverman2 I'm down! 👍👍😎❤️
SW-User
@Riverman2 What do you catch there?
Montanaman · M
@SW-User Trout, walleye, Bass, pike. 👍
Riverman2 · 56-60, M
@SW-User smallmouth bass and some trout
@Riverman2 That's for my Papa! Perfect.
LeeInTheNorthWoods · 70-79, F
@Riverman2 The perfect way to spend the day. I want to be on the river just as the sun comes up.
"Many men go fishing all their lives without knowing it isn't fish they're after." Henry David Thoreau
"Many men go fishing all their lives without knowing it isn't fish they're after." Henry David Thoreau
Montanaman · M
@LeeInTheNorthWoods ❤️✍️🤗😎
[quote] "Dancing Girls"
The eternal war
Of sea against shore,
Raged on-
Holding no quarter.
Earth and stone, grinding away,
Blood and bone, decadent decay.
Dancing Girls-
Sharing secrets, flesh against flesh.
As the girls danced-
Under the bright moonlight,
They were something to behold-
Oh, they were a sight.
Dancing Girls-
Holding each other tight.
Throwing care to the wind,
Dancing past the waltz's end.
Onlookers stop and stare-
Oh, how they gossip and drool,
Whisperers a knife in their back,
How can people be so cruel.
But the girls
Just kept on dancing on-
Not caring to ever look back,
Forever entwined, beauty untouched.
They shared their passion with the crescendo-
Of the wind, and the sea, with the moon, and the stars,
The musicians recognized their beauty-
And they joined in with their guitars.
The crowd of people thinned out,
And very soon, they were gone.
Leaving the girls alone-
Alone in their trance,
Alone to their dance-
As the eternal war
Of sea against shore,
Raged on. [/quote]
-Norman Maclean.
A River Runs Through It.
[quote] "Dancing Girls"
The eternal war
Of sea against shore,
Raged on-
Holding no quarter.
Earth and stone, grinding away,
Blood and bone, decadent decay.
Dancing Girls-
Sharing secrets, flesh against flesh.
As the girls danced-
Under the bright moonlight,
They were something to behold-
Oh, they were a sight.
Dancing Girls-
Holding each other tight.
Throwing care to the wind,
Dancing past the waltz's end.
Onlookers stop and stare-
Oh, how they gossip and drool,
Whisperers a knife in their back,
How can people be so cruel.
But the girls
Just kept on dancing on-
Not caring to ever look back,
Forever entwined, beauty untouched.
They shared their passion with the crescendo-
Of the wind, and the sea, with the moon, and the stars,
The musicians recognized their beauty-
And they joined in with their guitars.
The crowd of people thinned out,
And very soon, they were gone.
Leaving the girls alone-
Alone in their trance,
Alone to their dance-
As the eternal war
Of sea against shore,
Raged on. [/quote]
-Norman Maclean.
A River Runs Through It.