Nightfishing (a random piece of writing)

A dhoni, a young crew, and a gentle swell on the ocean. The sun setting, a reddening sky, and towering cumulus clouds becoming shadows on the horizon. The light fades slowly, letting you appreciate each different colour, and shade, of red, blue, orange, yellow and purple. And then it is dark.

You notice lights dotted along where the horizon would be if it were still to be daylight. They sparkle like extra stars in the sky; outposts of life in a sea of darkness stretching as far as the eye can see in every direction.

Aside from the glistening lights of Male and a handful of scattered resorts, there are also faint glows on the horizon, indicating islands much further away, too distant to see clearly. But I know that they’re there, hiding. I’ve seen them in daylight, tantalising at the edge of sight; the grey shadowy ghosts of the day becoming the glowing white spirits of the night.

Here is detached from reality, well from my reality at least. Here you can feel totally at peace as the waves gently rock the dhoni and the fishing line is taut, but probably empty; there is nothing to disturb you.

This is the end of the earth, paradise for some, where troubles evaporate on a cocktail of sun, sea, beaches and snorkelling, friendly people always smiling and relaxing to be around, banishing my real and busy and stressful world to a place so far away that it doesn’t exist anymore – except as a distant memory.


About George Fripley
I am a writer who enjoys writing humour, satire, poetry and sometimes a bit of philosophy. I live in Perth, Western Australia and occasionally get a poem or article published. It's all good fun! I have two books available for unwary readers, Grudges, Rumours and Drama Queens- The Civil Servant's Manual (This contains all that anybody could ever want to know about why government runs so slowly) and More Gravy Please! - the Politician's Handbook. (available through Amazon). Real name Peter Tapsell...just started off writing under a pseudonym and kept going.

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