The water swirled
and then was still
a calm appeared;
but below was frantic .
Lurking in the deep,
cold , dark underneath
was a large and ferocious
striped beast.
Again the water churned
and the small darted away
seeking a shelter; an escape
from the striped’s feast.
A line was thrown
under a bow drooping low
a popping of the line
as it came slowly toward
the one so anxious for a feast.
With the sudden rush
a violent storm appeared
without so much of a warning
the line grew taunt
amid an explosion of sound and fury.
Mighty was the noise
and fearsome yet the fight
as a warrior and his adversary
fought to see if the other would give flight.
Then as quick as it began
it was over in a flash
the water was stilled
the noise drifted away
and calm returned in the midst of a summer day.
The truth about religion, politics, finances and family according to Richard Moriarty. You can expect southern charm and pithy comments from a wise and witty man in Central Louisiana, with an expression of poetic writings.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
A Child's Tale
Fast as lightning
quick as a flash
away I went
darting here, running there
like a bumble bee I flew
so fast that I knew
no one could catch me
no they couldn't
cause I'm the fastest
and the baddest
I know that I can run so fast
but the one that can beat me
is my daddy - he's so fast!
quick as a flash
away I went
darting here, running there
like a bumble bee I flew
so fast that I knew
no one could catch me
no they couldn't
cause I'm the fastest
and the baddest
I know that I can run so fast
but the one that can beat me
is my daddy - he's so fast!
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