tiddlers in

a man and his son fishing

He watched his Dad pull in the line

can I fish Dad he said

yes son

Ill get you a bait

just watch and learn

the kid was 5

he watched his dad with eager eyes

the morning sleep still in his

big blue eyes

the sunrise came

he remembered that Day

his Dad and him

alone on the rocks

the sun it rose

up high in sky

not a day went by

that holiday

that he didnt join his Dad

wish he was here now

he thought this man of

40 now

his Dad his fishing line

and the little tiddlers

that he caught

that holiday

he threw back in

their eyes so sad

he sat upon the pier

this day

and knew that his Dad

was watching him

to see the size

what fish he caught

to see if

he would throw

the tiddlers in

Reviews

[R.L. Kamelot]

Vey sweet, à lovely way t show the passage of time and their bond. The title also caught my attention. I had no idea what a 'tiddler'' was

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

ThNks so much

[Chris Shaw]

Those snapshots of yesteryear become valuable memories later in life. Ones to be treasured and resurrected with much fondness. A lovely poem you have written here, with some strong imagery.

Chris

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

thanks so much chris

[Neville]

YOu have such a knack of writing about some of the things I struggle to remember... I suspect there are many of us over forties out here who used to enjoy sunny days by the river, sea or pond fishing with their Dads... I know I did and would give anything at all for just one more chance of showing off to him... Cheers and All That Jazz............ Neville

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

thanks neville!

[Neville]

no problem, no worries, my pleasure.... N

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Such sweet and tender poetic memories Julie. Your poem is a real and intimate snapshot of a loving interlude between father and son. Those are the memories that etch themselves in our hearts forever. Every word worth a million thoughts here. Love the flow and patter of the lines- like fishing. Lovely rhyme. Now I learned a new word- “tiddlers”! Great.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

thanks annette for your lovely review yes tiddlers (small fish) you learnt something

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

You are so welcome Julie!:))

[Ghost]

So good I felt like this boy/man wanting to share the time with the dad fishing... I never had this as a kid so I live sometimes through thoughts like this... Thank you for the image and the magic of this poem..

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

thanks so much for your kind review and thoughts

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

yes i agree. glad you enjoyed it

[Paul Bell]

Great poem. Where did those years go.
It nice that thought of sitting fishing just as you've always done.
The generation may change. But the memories remain.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

thanks so much for your review

[jacob erin-cilberto]

reminds me of learning to fish in Vermont...my little pole, fishing for perch...the big people were in boats out on the pond...
my dad and fished a lot...i think that is what we did most together.
thanks for the memories.
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

glad to help. lol
i only went fishing with dad a few times after he had a breakdown he told me to take a few days off school i was in year 7 we fished off a wharf fond memories.