fishing pond,
place of childhood dreams,
northern pike, and large mouth bass,
days spent there,
some of the best of my childhood,
I remember the sun, the sweat,
and the joy of catching a large fish,
breaking the silence of the long hot day.
poetry and art by Douglas Polk. Art is politics . . .written, verbal and visual . . . .involving power, influence and conflict. Douglas Polk
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