Crosses
Posted By Martin S Pribble I don't normally do poetry but yesterday I awoke with some of this running around my head. Thanks to Monica for allowing me to cross-post this here. Crosses Cross yourself and speak unto…
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Heaven
Fish (fly-replete in depth of June, Dawdling away their wat’ry noon) Ponder deep wisdom, dark or clear, Each secret fishy hope or fear. Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond; But is there anything Beyond? This life…