Best Minnows Poems

I'm drifting along in a boat
In the shade of bald cypress trees
They're covered in gray Spanish moss
Hanging down to their cypress knees

With the swipe of...

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I am lost...

I am lost…
wandering aimlessly
among towering pines,
sweeping branches
of shaded bliss
leaving pine cone markers
along a soft needled path

The breeze is cool,
fragrant wisps through
clinging vines braided
in...

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We were a generation free of super-technology.
Yes, we had our records and tv
and the airlines for speedy travel. And yes, 
there had been wars throughout...

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In the forest I am with my tribe of wood and leaf, among the giants whose roots hug the earth. It is a place of...

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I remember fondly the summer when I was nine
Catching minnows in the creek was my favorite pastime
Except I called then pin fish, I had quirky...

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A pond sits in the glen
bright fish dashing about
casting silvery shadows
ducks chasing after them
eels making their way to sea
flying birds circling back and forth
green frogs...

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Down through the thicket,
Over and across the forest bend,
A tail sways, as the wind lifts leaves
of red and yellow.

Aside a pond kissed with moss,
we take...

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Shallow edged with twigs, and sodden leaves
The odors of the earth, green moss and peat
The roots of quiet trees and rotting logs
The crumbling bank where...

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Mountain of a thousand colors
clothed in Autumns dress
kiss the earth 'O' Wondrous mother
painted world - flora's caress

Trembling giants bathe in light
quaking Aspens touch the sky
as...

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gulping for air
when minnows swim
beyond their depth


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A Fish Haiku Contest
Hosted by Mick Talbot
Placed 3rd
19th April 2018...

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“The God Complex”



His face imprinted 
hidden under layers of ink
he whispers his words

like a haunting breeze
dust blown off the pages
towards the back of their minds

once-in-a-while...

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Inkwells in desks with lift-uplids
Tables written out with old pen nibs

Noses pressed flat on the window glass
our pockets tinkling ,full of brass

Exploring fields across the...

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Today I left an imprint
On a lonely river bank shore
The clouds rose high like Kings reigning over their kingdom
The waves, faithful followers
 Bowed down to...

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As a boy
I explored shallow river beds.
I carried home in a jar unnamed water-bugs,
minnows, tadpoles and
little frogs that glowed yellow
when the sunlight swam in the...

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YESTERDAYS

Inkwells in desks with lift-uplids
Tables written out with old pen nibs

Noses pressed flat on the window glass
our pockets tinkling ,full of brass

Exploring fields across the...

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