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By Thomas W Peterson
Just my attempt at a short story about a child with his first fishing trip with everyone's hero, our dads.
When we remember our time within days where we started our life. If this investment which play another role may be diversified with stronger portfolios that time stands the test, there is a big journey we have to leave back in these times. Let our role shine where we are. :)
By Jay Allan Young
A poem about a fisherman and his boat
A poem about Celephais in the Dreamlands.
By Vernham Chronicles
Coarse fishing specimen hunter James, reads a report of a giant carp being sighted in an angling publication. His curiosity gets the better of him!
Short Story | Updated Jun 29, 2014 | Reads: 80 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
This is the a short story from my teenage years. It is about my real birth, or awakening, if you wish, and discovering what should be the true values in one's personality. A wise man helped me to make that discovery - a fisherman.
A selfish man plans a fishing trip with a friend.
By Steven Hyde
Vincent, he's not a very pleasant person to be around and as mch as he dislikes it, he's got to train a new co-worker...
By Lb Studio
For the hobbyist, fishing is a serious business. Being insane helps. Catch and release? Heck, here in reality, it's more likely to be hook'em and cook'em. Remember the old adage â€œGive a person a fish and they will have a meal for a day. Teach them to fish and they will always have a...
Short Story | Updated Apr 16, 2014 | Reads: 68 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Dedicated to Charles F. Johnson (1947-2013) who died on July 13, 2013.
Poetry | Updated Apr 13, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Victor Kane doesn't believe in whaling. Then again, he doesn't believe in God or the Devil, and that doesn't stop him exorcising demons in his spare time. So, when he is asked to accompany his friend on a whaling trip for double his usual fee, he readily accepts. What he neglects to ask is why...
Sometimes the cold weather can make us do bizarre things ... even if it's only a day dream...
One of my favorite memories. Fishing with my brother.
By Jax Franklin
Written in your loving memory, Dadâ€¦ I hope the airplanes are still taking a direct path in your direction... I Miss Youâ€¦!
Poetry | Updated Feb 14, 2014 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1