Posted on July 5, 2018
by KJ Eastwick
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Fishing on an open dam
Wind creates ripples
Unfixed, like the sand
Paddle past the dead timber strands
Submerged
Lost
Drowned
Found
Fingerlings hide in fallen timbers
Snags and logs and lifeless trunks
Safe from hopeless fishermen
Let us hope they avoid the Barramundi.
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