Hooked one!

Hooked one!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

A memory
was no more
fishing on time’s line,
a boat still
on mind’s lake.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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And beneath the surface of the lake, in the hidden depths, lives more memory than there are fish in the ocean.

Beccy.

Posted 7 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

7 Years Ago

indeed beccy and good morning to you and thanks for stopping by.
And the good thing is there is never lack of fishes :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

7 Years Ago

thanks for reading and commenting ardra

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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