My husband's poetry

Category: fish

Oxymoron

Dec 2, 2021

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cfblack

in beach/ocean, Charleston, fish, reading/writing

This morning, you remember the drum fish you caught on the inter coastal waterway The captain threw it in a ‘live well’ to gut and fillet for dinner ‘Live Well’ is a strange name for a holding cell for the condemned 12-2-21
AARP

Nov 17, 2021

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by

cfblack

in Aging, animals, Belonging / Loneliness, Birds, childhood, fish, humbleness, nature, regrets, self transformation, trauma

The retired Pied Piper tried to forget What he did to village children Sat on a park bench and thought There was much to learn from a pond: The way it does not flee away to the sea The way reflected clouds and trees don’t pollute water The way a stone will skip before it…