No, No Really, I Have Been Fishing

Well ok I didn’t actually hold a rod and line, or a net for that matter, but I did give support; morally, psychologically, and sustenance wise. Yes, I kept my son company as he fished the well-stocked fishing lakes of Woodlands Park, Thirsk. And I took him to Ampleforth Abbey to ensure his spiritual side was fully engaged, then on to Sutton Bank so that he might enjoy a cigarette as I took in the view.

Nothing is there now
Except the certainty
The absolute meaning of nothing at all
Nothing should be certain

Nothing should be certain
Is itself worthy of repetition
Is itself worthy of dwelling upon
Take a few moments longer to ponder

Accept the certainty
Welcome the faint new light shining
Is itself worthy of repetition
Yes, so so worth looking again

Nothing is there now
Welcome the faint new light shining
A smile which tries to say I love you
An enigma, of the enigmatic kind

An enigma, of the enigmatic kind
Yes, so so worth looking again
If you have read any or all of those books
Take a few moments longer to ponder

The absolute meaning of nothing at all
A smile which tries to say I love you
Is itself worthy of dwelling upon
If you have read any or all of those books

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About christopheratcoastmoor

Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by.
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1 Response to No, No Really, I Have Been Fishing

  1. Jane Conner says:

    Lovely reading and photos.

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