Fishless Poems - Poems about Fishless

...Poisoned rivers, Fishless streams, Is this really the fruition? Of all our dreams? They drill in our oceans, Just for our locomotion, To enable the money grabbers, To gratify their own needs. ......

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...Spongy brown fingers quenched by gentle tide Eerie boardwalk creaks near the white sandy beach* Lapping crystal mix of silt risen rush Injects me with lovely imaginings Purrballs scooping milk wi......

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...By day, Turtle is ornamental he sits outside of a Chinese restaurant by the side of an ornamental pond that has always been empty of fish. The traffic creates a dusty coat on his stone shell,......

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...thus, like snow, cold ashes fall charred history’s hubristic gales truth’s torment tucked into howling acquiescent innocence. Empty men line the banks fishless rivers sit idle barbl......

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...Lake like glass, no wind this eve which makes blackflies hell but the canoe glides across the water like the trout I pursue but seldom catch. Up two islands turning back at the a......

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...I never know which way to turn per se Enhanced emotions flooding to the top My lifestyle once was simpler than it's now Gone are those years of equilibrium Shades of the night now ......

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...He was there in the beginning and through the eternal ending. He'd scattered his seed 'cross numerous worlds. They flourished. They perished. Flora, fauna, innumerable forms, aeons of evoluti......

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...Lady cat kicks off fishless day in the face Miserable Mr. Cat approaches to the roof cornice Will rest in peace......

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...Poisoned rivers, Fishless streams, Is this the fruition of all our dreams? They drill in our oceans, Just for our locomotion, To enable the money-grabbers, To gratify their own needs. They......

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...Poisoned rivers, Fishless streams, Is this the fruition of all our dreams? They drill in our oceans Just for locomotion And enable the money-grabbers To pander their own needs. They cut down......

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...Cast to the left of me, cast to my right Cast out in front of me but I can’t get a bite I’ve changed my tactics many times, tried legering and float And now the heavy pouring rain has soaked right......

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...Tell them -They have come To the fishless sea; Needless is their net and chums, Useless! Their gaff and clonks. Tell them -They have come To the metal land; Where tilling is a waste, And......

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...As a fishless fish eater Can someone tell me, Is eating an oyster Like gulping a big bogie?......

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...in love with vermilion floating on optics …………………………………………. you learn in moments of insult or insults in moment of learning …………………………………………. fishless bones still he smels of withering pain on bla......

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