Author’s Notes: I have a couple of friends who spends long stretches of time “fishing” on a variety of virtual fishing spots. They are quick to emphasis the “authenticity” of the spots and talk of the ‘bite rate’ in statistical terms. It all seems very ‘weird’ to me, nevertheless, beyond the appearance there does seem to be ‘something else’. In this piece, I have tried, as an outsider, to describe some features of that “something else”….
On reflections edge, in solitude’s bliss
Where Summer Sky meets Earth Green.
Beauty Smiles mirrored in silence,
To the sound of the Cuckoo’s spinal tap.
Clouds far fluffed wonderings drift white,
Existenz cascades tingle sound surround
Rest melting on expansive consciousness.
Quintessential buzz blue electric eddies
Twi Twi Tweet echo high, reverberates
Lemon grass green calm flushed through,
And tips into underground cooled cisterns,
Casting contentment’s call, circled deep,
To inner souls tension breathing peace.
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