The Sound of Sandhills

[Bonefish]

The Sound of Sandhills

The morning started
With sunlit fields
A cold gentle breeze tickled
The remaining oak leaves
By midmorning
Dark gray clouds
Appeared on the horizon
By midafternoon
The first snowflakes
Descended upon the cedars
From a distance
Came the sound of Sandhills
As they came into focus
They circled upward
Over the Cumberland
Then disappeared
It was then I realized
Winter had truly arrived
Let not your spirits be down
Its not hard to comply
When its time to fish the “fly”

Roy (Bud Bonefish) Nave
2015

[stripernut1]

My favorite sound that a sandhill crane makes it that gentle sizzle you hear when you lay it on a smoking hot grill...."ribeye in the sky" .:cool

Beautiful poem Roy, thanks

[12VoltMan]

Very nice, it is appreciated.

[FlyLie]

Thanks Roy (aka, Dix River Poet)! Always enjoy your insight and interperation of nature.

[Bonefish]

I appreciate your replies. My wife and I have moved to Eli, Ky which is only 3 miles from Lake Cumberland. I will miss my years near the Dix River palisades and the Ky River. I spent 15 years fishing the Dix below the dam and parts of the Ky. My writings of those years on the water mean a lot to me and hope to you as well. I am sure for the ones who have fished that area know as well the beauty and solitude that place radiates. Now, I will concentrate on Cumberland and Dale. I have always wanted to be near Cumberland and Dale to enjoy their beauty and fishery. God has blessed us beyond all our dreams.