Autumn Fishing Poems

1
Autumn, harmattan
—forest everywhere 
births green or rust hue

2
Harmattan
—my lips are eager
to map the season

3
Fog-ensnared ocean:
fishermen gasp
in the net of harmattan 


©Nket Godwin...

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The old Luzzu lies on a slipway beneath the sun’s strong rays
           In one of...

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There is a water glint,
just shining through the copse beyond.
Autumn's sinking sun, 
barred by spindle trees and the last 
of summer's brindled reeds 
and sedge...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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I saw her speaking but only heard music.
And wondered of the sanity of love, whatever it is that love might be.
I heard Mozart’s violin concerto...

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There's a path I always take
down to the river where the woods
are dressed down open
The light of the sky
doesn't shine in your eyes
but leads the...

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no (apparent) rhyme nor reason
(satisfactorily) explains academic
     disposition, ideally suited
     (swiftly tailor made,
    ...

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Summer’s seasoned lacings, all fetching,
uplift timid heartbeats with etchings.
Sunshine warmly touches me sky brushed.
Languid summer holds playtime sketching.

Touching water’s velvet soft richness,
sensuously tender in thickness,
captivates...

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Stonelick Lake is tranquil
Where cattails grow so tall
It's where the muskrat feed
Before winds of Autumn call

Along its banks, deer forage
With dark and darting eyes
They listen...

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I'm not wholly what my  parents are
hor the color of my skin or hair by far
nor the clothes I wear
nor the partner with whom...

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Sustainable Fishing 
Theirs`s were small fishing vessels with painted eyes on 
the bow, the eyes of cunning 
The men went out early to catch the...

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girlfriends
just frozen memories
where belong
still fish in the meadow pond
just sit casting a bare hook...

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she builds better butterfly's from the dust on rusting pipes
they fly in the starry sky while i cry
in a panic she paints them into a...

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Long miles of tedious journey,
Missing my darling honey.
Travelling impatiently, spend thousands of 
money, 
Hope god will bless me with ma lucky soul 
at this season.

Equatorial...

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Have you ever written anything without sub combing to tears ?
        
    My Family portrait...

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