Fishing is a sport that calms the soul

Relaxing on the open lake

Holding the poll

A cast, I make

Reaching the sky away from me

My boat floats calm

Very steadily

The bottom of the rod in my palm

Alas, a fish in my presence

It fights back for it’s life

I finally catch the essence

The scaliness and strife

Of this innocent creature-

Now a gruesome feature.