Bait awaits amongst earnest endeavours.

And brings hidden dwellers to the surface,

shyly shoaling beyond their depths of safety.

The River Man slowly stirs on the bank

in a pose of close detachment and taps

his reel with knowing purpose, before gathering

the lost days together in his keep net

of many colours, watching closely the tide.

Whether the days are full like buoyant floats

or empty like sinking weights, his line

still snares passing sea drift, which he throws back

into the river beyond time’s current.

And where each catch starts its plunge into action,

its journey will stream beyond abated breath.

iver Man