Hook Line And Stinker

Ah, it seems like I will have to revisit this piece, armed with a dictionary. lol.
"my friend and I are raw" I don't understand this sentence. Can you tell what does the word "raw" means here.
If I have to guess, I'll say this piece is about fishing. Am I right?

Alid

Sounds like too many of my fishing trips when all I caught was a cold lol. I wonder why you have no rhyme in 1st stanza but Do in all the rest. Enjoyed the reading of your trip.......stan

I liked the imagery you created with a flavor of humor in the concluding verse...good to see you posting again...

Regards,

An awesome fishing trip with rich word-bank.
I really enjoyed every bit and beat.:)
Welcome back dear :)

we have the heat from the mountians pushed up over the rockies and dropping in its windy
rush or leisure across the lakes....great lakes....tempest winds from cold front meeting warm front
but in the fall..the nights run cold and the air clearer..freed of the haze humidity that makes summer
special....and in the fall when the dedicidous trees drop their leaves...i remember that name from
they decide to change..and coniferous as in shape of balsam and spruce..although pines are more an erratic and original shape..softwoods bent to the winds...a romantic looking item.....raw..the weather when its wet....damp..then the cold....here in your poem it would be the sea.....currents moving from the arctic along the coast.......to be raw.....a challenge of a feeling and the mackinaw...a great wool blend of jacket that takes only a little rowing to warm ones soul and body up in....if im correct.....afraid of water so much ihave not been out on the sea....my brother went to the east coast off pei and saw the whales.....of his family he was the most afraid...he descirbes the gentle rollers as great hummocks moving......a hearty write mand.

thank you!

So often poetry is a chore to read! Even when the effort is worth it. A poem like this goes beyond the shamanic tradition that poetry was invented as a mnemonic aid to pass or wisdom and lore to the good old human nature, the original sin of just having fun! Even though, to till the last line, it seems dreary enough but is tremendously readable.
I could not possibly do justice to your accent but I hope my reading doesn't ruin it too much,
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A fine fun poem, Love Roscoe..

A joy to read. Let me also congratulate you on your proofreading. I consider it one of the indispensable tools of the poet. Not a typo in sight.

you know I always enjoy your poetry. I hope you will consider joining the Dramatic Verse workshop. I think you have a lot to offer it. And you might get a kick out it.

Stupid me, I can't remember what I do from one moment to the next. Maybe it's because I really want you to join.