Treasure Island

Uloia Norris Moore

(Day's of The Past, Present, Future. / Southern United States)

A Net Of Two


Fine woven fingertips
have crossed mesh

When thousands of fish
said net did catch
hands softly did become
enmeshed in such net

Did not the spirit
soul of the two
make said whole

While many people
freely partook offering
from that net

No smell of such chemistry
passion never lost fumbling
fingers to help each other

Parting of said mesh
again sown
to gether fresh

Great effort to throw large net

Submitted: Sunday, August 26, 2007
Edited: Friday, April 01, 2011

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  • David Harris (9/1/2007 12:46:00 AM)

    Like Duncan I though this a wonderful piece of writing which somehow touched the heart and soul. Keep up the fine writing EH. Thank you for sharing this my friend.
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  • Duncan Wyllie (8/28/2007 9:32:00 AM)

    Love the title, the words flow eloquently EW, thank you for sharing this one
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