A Surprise Catch
He thought
it was the devil himself.
The drag on their nets caught their breaths
Seconds of
sand sifting in their heads
Possibilities
surfacing, ebbing, drowning.
They exchanged explanations, mumblings-
Each doubtful of the other’s and their own.
A piece of
dead tree they concurred
And turned
their shoulders to the task.
But the
drag widened and lightened
And the tree theory baulked
And like
bat wings extended four metres wide
Black tipped
volcanoes puncturing the calm.
He staggered back thinking of devil’s horns,
But his mate, recalling jaw bones recovered
four years earlier,
moved closer...
It took the
strength of both of them
To lift the giant elk antlers from the lough floor.
Copyright with Cathy Leonard 2018
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Wonderful!!
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