Jesus is Resurrected and appears to the fishermen. ——– The net stretched deep into the lake, the stars glistened and somewhere an owl hooted, still they worked and searched, no fish came. —— The net still hung in the water, as it tinted pink with the waking world, a fire on the beach, nothing strange,… Continue reading Fraught Fishing
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Boats at anchor
A few boats, seaworthy, fish empty, rock at their anchors, harbour hungry for the churning waters and open sea, feeling the scaly bodies squirming on the deck gasping for dying breaths. ——– The tide raises eager expectations and politely, bobbing slowly pulling at the bondage, she lifts her prow to proudly show she is prettily… Continue reading Boats at anchor