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The Fisherman
He waits
unlike most
and searches
through the muck
through the dirt and the dust,
the nails and worms
He waits
for a glimpse of success
a meal for his minutes spent
on the water’s edge
a reward
for his tireless toil
He waits
as his bucket fills
alongside his hope
then empties
leaving his spirits all the same
For his catch does not ...
Wednesday 26th April 2023 6:43 am
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Micromanaging Miniscule Moments
Meandering 'Midst Murky Memories
Mindful Musings
Motionless Mastery
Manipulated Manifestations
Morphing Melodically
Making Music
Marking Milestones
Mysterious
Magical
Moving
2/2017
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