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Tag Archives: fish
The freedom to get it wrong
Watching the fish in the pond the other day, I noticed that although they all swim, as you would expect from fish, they all swim differently. The huge sturgeon glide through the water with no appearance of effort at all. … Continue reading
Creature comforts…
The bee spread its wings and managed to take off from the hot flagstones… rising a mere inch before landing again. I watched him try and fail to achieve lift off several times over the next few minutes. He obviously … Continue reading
Silver ~ Brian F. Kirkham #writephoto
Should any foolhardy person want to go treasure hunting it’s not the treasure horde of a long lost pirate down in that water view you see is merely Ra peering at himself in a mirror Continue reading at The Inkwell
Posted in photo prompt, Photography, Poetry
Tagged acrostic, depths, fish, lake, light, mirror, pirate, pool, reflections, silver, sunlight, treasure, vision, water, writephoto
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The Small Dog’s moral judgement…
My two-legs came home soggy though it’s pretty hot outside. She must have gotten really wet or else she would have dried. I asked her what had happened to land her in such a state… “A fish!” she said… I … Continue reading
Not the best of days…
It was not a good day. It had started in the early hours with a nightmare that woke me screaming. Given the general atmosphere of fear, anger and frustration that seems to be being reinforced at all turns and with … Continue reading
Portal ~ Brian F. Kirkham #writephoto
When i was little, i used to go Out with mum and dad , and take in the Natural beauty of the coastal beaches and amassed hillsides nearby Dipping a toe in cold water and Enjoying a walk Continue reading … Continue reading
Posted in photo prompt, Photography, Poetry
Tagged beach, childhood, cliff, crabs, fish, Otherworldly, Pebbles, rocks, sea, water, writephoto
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Still waters
The day was completely fish-related. The high winds had blown the water from the fountain and the level in the pond had dropped. My first jobs of the day were to treat the water, switch on the hosepipe and the … Continue reading
Posted in The Silent Eye
Tagged consciousness, fish, god, kinship, manna, Photography, reality, spirituality, trust
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Different #midnighthaiku
Big fish or little Someone stands out from the crowd There is always one The fish in the pond all have names and quite distinctive characters. Fred, a lovely bright orange butterfly koi, is one of the babies. The markings … Continue reading
Forlorn hope…
“It’s a good day for life,” said my son, as I helped him across the garden to look at the emerging buds on his acer. He was right… the sun, for once, had shone all morning, making working in the … Continue reading
The one that got away…
I am looking forward to April. Not just because it might have stopped raining and warmed up a bit by then, but because I have a feeling we have come to the notice of the water deities through our research … Continue reading