Open Poetry #48 |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan ![]() |
. On the Calumet River Just south and two miles From the house of the girl I will later come to love My father and I are fishing The brown water flows And swirls The trees Heavy with leaves cast Their shadows We will be here The whole day and night Among weeds bugs the Heat rising Without words Casting our lines Waiting for nothing My father and I Together And above our heads On an old iron bridge A train is passing . |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
sometimes it is nicer just being close without words to get in the way. Enjoyed this part of your life with dad. jo |
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Startime1955 Senior Member
since 2012-04-22
Posts 1072Alberta, Canada |
A wonderful memory of time spent with your father...well said...*HUGS* *may our dreams ever be magical* |
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Zall Member
since 2002-08-25
Posts 214London, England |
I really loved this.. Warm feelings, and memories.. Although I'm a sea angler myself. ;-) But sitting on the shore.. with a companion.. You don't have to say a word.. Its one of the few times in your life.. Where you can have company.. but shut the **** up and enjoy the sounds of the world, |
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HippinTrippy Member
since 2010-03-26
Posts 103New York |
Great imagery, this inspires wonderful feelings. Never forget those times, they sound like some of the best. Thank you for sharing. It's not easy being evil, in a world gone to hell. |
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