The smooth mirror-like water surface ripples, with an expanding series,
of liquid silver ascending concentric o’s,
caused by a fish attempting to catch flies on the sunlit surface, then diving,
into dark still water below,
the elegant arching of the rod and the clean whipping sound of the line,
as it soars past overhead,
before gracefully landing and being carried in the dark flowing currents,
of the wide shallow river bed.

when casting into turbulent pewter grey sea,
wearing black waders while standing in receding drying wave shallows,
the tidal water dictating where to be,
northerly winter winds with the icy metallic scent of forthcoming snow,
blow undisturbed across a wide deserted beach,
the only other inhabitants orange beaked monochrome oystercatchers calling,
as they fly seemingly just out of reach.

After winter’s restful slumber, in the lengthening days of spring,
the art of fly fishing comes to the fore,
all too soon the transitory summer season cools and becomes autumn,
leaving you wanting more,
standing in a pellucid gently flowing stream in tall olive green waders,
and muted patterned tweeds,
an intimate knowledge of the fish, local area and fly fishing expertise,
are required if you are to succeed.

A sturdy khaki coloured seat tackle box contains an assortment of hooks,
multicoloured fishing beads and bait,
on a calm day, with nebulous smoke white mist lightly resting on the water,
the scene captivates.
with the wind and sun on your face, appreciating the serene silence of fishing,
an interest you loved so dear,
whenever I see the silhouette of a person fishing, whether river, lake or sea,
this brings you ever closer, brings you ever near.

A much loved husband and father, James Farthing 1949 – 2018

A poem can express innermost emotions after the loss of a loved one or friend.

My poetry is written to be gently uplifting and evocative, reminding the reader or listeners of the loved one or friend’s joy of fishing as a professional or hobby.

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