Ripples in the water
As a fish attempts to fly
Soaring past the surface
And then flopping towards the sky
And falling back to water
That he’s always called his home
The sky still hangs above
The great blue omnipresent dome
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A Life in Poems 
Great poetry. Most people don’t realize how difficult it is to produce every day. I have done it in the past on another blog I had, and it is a herculean task. Look forward to reading more.
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Glad you’re enjoying! There are definitely some days where I have a hard time maintaining the creative energy I need to do this, but I’ve been having a lot of fun with this project (and haven’t missed a day yet), so there should be plenty more to come! Thanks for reading!
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