The angler-
a world away from troubled minds, fishingwith a book rather than a hook
not in a brook
but in the ocean of life
in the vastness of the deep
secrets that the water keeps
along the sea of shelves
with each turn of the tide-page
with each fresh cast, he dredges up
a new catch-love, bravery, glory ,adventure
and also disappointment
but the last cast, cranes up
a tome of much sought species-peace
that crams his heart-creel, for ever dear.
Poetry by yoonoos peerbocus
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Written on 2024-11-18 at 09:33
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