Heaven Fishing Poems

They are forming clusters in the sky, and you cannot see them with your naked eyes you have to consult the giant telescope and go...

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Thou airy ship, thou whitish mist! 
Thou float on ocean and the dale
Thou art a painting by my Lord! 
A painting which is not for...

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Is there a place in heaven
Where old deckies muster
A sheltered safe haven away
From any wild storm's bluster
From sail to steam to diesel
United one and all
By...

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Two pigeons
high on a limb,
making fun of the cat,
really brave
till the hawk swooped in...

two fishy
putting a can on a hook,
thought they were cute
not giving the...

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Joe.; Making friends can be Hard I'm told, with keeping them harder; than finding, where hens teeth are sold!

Andrea.. Maybe it's hype the bonding thing?...

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Starving

Counting the beans in the garden
that will feed us this winter 
in the cold. 
There are fewer than I remember 
from ever before now
but somehow......

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A chambered shell 
with each a secret Lie. 
Memory dwells spiraling 
down deep and only the Infinity 
knows what is kept in each. 
A secret...

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I spent my life wishing that I was out fishing
And quite often that's where I’d be
When asked the attraction my instant reaction
Was that it was...

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This little piece was inspired by our frequent family fishing vacations when I was a boy, great memories all - 
 

As half a dozen...

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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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Off he goes again into his own little world
To catch a Largemouth Bass.
Fishing rod and reel in hand
He takes another pass.

With his Bass Tracker boat...

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Call Your Mother

Pick up the phone...
do it now. 
If you can.
Later if you must, 
I trust that you, 
know the difference. 

She never put you...

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Fishing with Dynamite
Boom! goes the dynamite as we fish for fish
No line, net or hook needed
Just a few sticks of dynamite and a Zippo
Light the...

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Whit dat tight till - say
yes, aye wool thank ewe
mooch at least for today
hoof fully (this Joe kerr)
can easily bide his time weigh
beef hoar rammy...

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Fishes From Heaven

I’m sorry to leave that dear husband of mine
But Ted will be fine with his rod, reel and line
His love for his fishing...

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