051011a Changing Times Poem by Manonton Dalan

051011a Changing Times



where were swamps
before my very eyes
those knees soaking
jump-board for frogs
fish cornering wood
chasing their prey

channel for fishing boats
nice houses for well-offs
bridge highway across
palms growing healthy
herons still stabbing water
she won't be there forever

Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: fish,fishing
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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