Open Poetry #24 |
On the Lake |
Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
The water was smooth but for his own wake, All alone paddled across the small lake, Carefully dipping with strokes slow and long Pausing between each to hear a bird’s song. On another day he would bring his pole, This time he was fishing inside his soul, Content to watch the day slowly pass by And watch the water reflect back the sky. Gloom |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
Enjoy this a great deal. Liked: "This time he was fishing inside his soul" this is a ride we all should take more often... least I should....Thank you. Warm regards, Pat ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
A day of total introspection.. I really like this, PG...yep... |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, regards2you, Being not much of a fisherman myself, Thought fishing appeals more to me Glad you enjoyed Thank you, Nan, Pleased you liked it, We need days like this, even if in make believe. Gloom |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
such days are treasures... you captured the image of one very well.. |
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