bass tournament season on Table Rock Lake

Feb morning - lavender skies

Boat engines wake us at first light
(we still can’t believe traffic noise
would shake us from sleep
in this remote corner of the earth).
But each morning it starts beyond the eastern ridges-
just the slightest whining of an insect,
an annoyance easily ignored.
Until, with increasing volume,
it reaches the full throated wail
of an open mouthed throttle
at water levitating speeds
rounding the peninsula heading west-
the boats roar recedes with distance,
and the fishermen cast lots
to find the elusive scaled and finned trophy.

Laughing, we listen
to the deep cut wake crashing
into our quiet cove,
shaking the sleeping docks-
startling the herons
peacefully fishing from the rocky shore

7 thoughts on “bass tournament season on Table Rock Lake

  1. As a bass fisherman (or fisherwoman rather), I love to be on the lake in the morning when the water is like glass. I’ve thought about this before, how the roar of engines cuts through the serenity. Always love your poetry so much!

    • almost every weekend of spring and early summer, there is a tournament of some sort – we laugh because they race from one end of the lake to the other in the morning then back again in the afternoon to weigh in – we get used to it – but still makes us laugh at the absurdity of traffic noise where we live!

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