The Finch PoolA Poem by Delmar CooperThe folly of planningThe Finch Pool
The storm was a fact, but.. Later, after the fact, there was talk Talk of God's larger plan God planned the bird bath in my living room? I wish He'd planned on bringing it through the door Rather than the ceiling. My father spoke of larger plans The Big Picture, he called it. On the ship, even on the landing craft, it was God's plan On the beach? Eisenhower's. I have no plan at all but to slake the thirst of birds. © 2014 Delmar CooperAuthor's Note
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23 Reviews Added on January 17, 2014 Last Updated on January 17, 2014 AuthorDelmar CooperTrussville, ALAboutI write- a little. I don't write to reinvent the wheel, or discover fire. I just drag along from sentence to sentence hoping for a spark. more..Writing
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