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Minnow Skies

You never see an old minnow They’re just bait Something for another creature to eat Farther up the food chain I would love to catch a five-pound minnow Catch and release. Now wouldn’t that be something. I could see the headlines “Man catches five-pound minnow, Doesn’t know what to fish for anymore.” I mean what do you fish for with a five-pound minnow? He’s pretty much the proverbial big fish in a small pond. And what does he eat…surely he’s not a cannibal. Perhaps frogs or small dogs? I don’t know anything about fishing, but these things Keep me awake at night. Perhaps I need better medication. Until then I will dream of minnow gray skies And anorexic egrets.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 12/14/2013 10:37:00 AM
I cannot stand it Kilmer. Your mind blows my mind. This is one-of-a-kind you. Anorexic egrets! love, Kathy
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Stephen Kilmer
Date: 12/14/2013 7:10:00 PM
What can I say. I am a twisted son of a gun. could be residuals from my misspent youth. glad you enjoyed it. ~Kilmer
Date: 12/12/2013 6:47:00 AM
Enjoyed the creative write, Stephen
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Stephen Kilmer
Date: 12/29/2013 5:17:00 AM
As always I appreciate your comments. ~Kilmer
Date: 12/12/2013 4:09:00 AM
Creative and funny thoughts from an excellent poet and original thinker. Always, Laura
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Date: 12/29/2013 5:18:00 AM
Thanks Laura. I was having a little fun with this one. ~Kilmer

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