Taking the Kids Fishing at Verdi Pond On An Autumn Day

Through four seasons we remember the fish…


Through four seasons we remember the fish

we caught, the first to cast on Verdi Pond

our line between old Bobbers, lake weed frond,

to share with Belted Kingfisher our wish.

Our tackle neatly organized in box

on pier away from Fremont Cottonwood

where all of us and Bewick’s Wren both stood,

to lose a hook or two in mossy rocks.

An old mill pond that used to store lumber,

revealing Comstock ghosts in Jeffrey Pine,

now spawning channel for Lahontan Trout.

Our poles in still requiem remember

when youthful trout begin to pull on line,

a local Quail will re-examine route.



A stretch of Ponderosa resort land

where Glen Verdi would fish until sunset,

where fire and fish ensured their needs were met,

a vacation with Blue Heron as planned.

My family fishes here in history

among the willow cathedral of sounds

as worms begin to dig in foreign grounds

and plunge into the waters green story.

By every foot our tackle box with latch,

we stare upon the ripples for a bite

and wonder do we pull the line in fast.

Each child waits patiently to see a catch,

to reel in tiny fish, an Autumn rite,

a silent prayer accompanies each cast.



We place the worm evenly on our hooks,

ensure our line is threaded to the tip

and with our arms pulled back beyond the top,

to cast so far we feel we’ve made the books.

To loose the bail and watch the spin line roll,

a  line up through its guide and far away,

a weight tells Bobber where to land and stay,

a finger holds the line up to the pole.

A place to catch but only with a calm,

this patient calm that may produce a fish

upon our plate, with lemon, for our meal.

We lift each morsel up without a qualm.

A day of memories here upon our dish,

the laughs our stories force us to reveal.



Jamie Lee Hamann
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Jamie Lee Hamann

My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I have a passion for writing short fiction and poetry. I started writing for TCE around 2015 and since then I have finished seven collections of poetry and plans for more. I currently live in Lemmon Valley NV with my family. If you desire to find my other work on the internet feel free to stop by my website simplepoetics.weebly.com. The website offers articles on poetry, poems, and links to all my other writing.

3 thoughts on “Taking the Kids Fishing at Verdi Pond On An Autumn Day

  • October 7, 2017 at 9:02 PM

    Nicely penned Jamie, some great phrasing and imagery. The fisherman has so many stories to tell and over the years so much knowledge of fishing spots and the art of fishing. Some lovely reflections of past and of life through the chance casting of fishing. Very much enjoyed.

  • October 7, 2017 at 11:49 PM

    Such a wonderful way to spend a day with the kids in this nicely written poem, Jamie. The kids must really enjoy all the great days you give them and will always remember. It brought back memories of when I was little and my Dad took us fishing often. We still talk about those days. Your kids will cherish these memories you give them.

  • October 8, 2017 at 8:28 PM

    Oh, you are casting a spell with this lovely fishing piece. Perfect! I’m so happy to see your most recent work Jamie. Just lucky I guess…


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