THE FLOATING FISHER
written by: Mark Tulin
The angler glides
with patience and pace
along the Santa Barbara coast
He navigates his kayak
as the orange orb rises
from the horizon
He floats in a misty stillness,
and paddles in peace
His morning routine
keeps his attention
and hopes to snag a crab or two
at the bottom of the net
The long fishline
wrinkles in the water,
pelicans and dolphins
follow in a salty sea of bliss
As he passes the bobbing buoy,
it speaks in gentle whispers,
cautions the floating fisher
not to drift too far from shore.
This poem was first published at Spillwords.com.
Crow On The Wire 
This is nice, like another world
Thanks!!
Wow, beautiful poem (´･ᴗ･`)
I can’t explain the feeling, but it’s the kind of stuff that makes you wanna write as you read it (it inspires).
Thank you for honoring me with this comment, Bogdan. 👍👍
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
A beautiful description of a peaceful, idyllic scene. Thank you for sharing your talent.