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I'Ve Been Angling

We stowed behind an enormous flint wall. Men are battling for control of the appall. Our covering bastion shuddered and shook. Brief, yet oddly comfy, relief from the brook. While grizzly bears wailed in the dimness. We were inside, getting ready for food distress. Blue blazes are licking the preparing tray. Pops reacted with an alleviating sigh. To warm us up, he prepared a delectable lunch. In a tin camp cup, bangers we crunch. We ate with the drapery to some degree closed. A close by a nearby strike for harm caused. They were in their gear when it struck. Tempest thundered as rain pelted the track. We spread out on our bed and took a nap. The two fellows were excited by the trap. That weekend, I was at the lake's edge. But different lines summon a mental image. During the tempest, they arose and froze. Odyssey was being given to me by Hues.
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Buhagiar Avatar
October 18, 2021 at 1:42 AM
Too many poems will get you few or little comments. Now this is a great poem full of images and ideas. I hope other poets will read it.
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October 18, 2021 at 9:12 AM
Thank you so much for your lovely comment and kind words; regrettably, some poet's friends only read brief pieces, perhaps because they believe it is a waste of time.
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