fishing with jesus

11 Jun 2013

fishing with jesus

sometimes I just cry myself to sleep
when I think about all the things
I’m gonna miss about this place
I told jesus
as we sat on the rocks
casting our lines out into the sea
neither of us worrying
whether or not there was fish to catch

june two thousand thirteen
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Posted in Dogma, Fishing, Micropoetry, Poetry and tagged afterlife, death, dreams, eternity, fishing, Jesus, poem, Poetry, reflection

17 thoughts on “fishing with jesus”

archiearchive FCD on June 11, 2013 at 9:43 pm said:

I’ve learned that there is a very fine line between fishing and standing on the beach looking silly.

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- j matthew waters on June 11, 2013 at 9:50 pm said:
  
  I’m not much interested in the latter that is for sure. I would much rather be sitting in my chair sipping on a brewski.
  
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beezknez on June 12, 2013 at 6:29 am said:

well I dont’ know about a brewski what ever that is Im thinking beer ? ;)))) but your words make my eyes shine this was just the most beautiful of poetry I have read for a long while Just beautiful :)) b x

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- j matthew waters on June 12, 2013 at 6:31 am said:
  
  yes, a brewski is a beer which is my favorite beverages. thanks so much for your kind words, Beez – they mean so much to me!
  
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Norma Waters on June 12, 2013 at 8:37 am said:

reminds me of Dad. good poem

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- j matthew waters on June 12, 2013 at 9:51 am said:
  
  I hadn’t thought of him when I wrote this last night – at least not consciously. Thanks for reminding me though!
  
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ghostbusterbev on June 14, 2013 at 8:41 am said:

I love this poem…very serene and in the moment. Thanks for visiting my blog and for the follow!

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- j matthew waters on June 14, 2013 at 12:18 pm said:
  
  Thank you so much and the pleasure is mine – I’ve always been intrigued by alien life. Try putting “alien” in search feature on my blog (without the quotation marks).
  
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Dotta Raphels on June 22, 2013 at 9:10 pm said:

This is beautiful!
There should not be sadness when one fishes with Jesus,lol
especially when that one is not yet gone but already missing what will be missed and that one still has brewski 🙂

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- j matthew waters on June 22, 2013 at 9:29 pm said:
  
  lol I could not agree with you more! thanks for visiting my little poetry world this evening.
  
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  - Dotta Raphels on June 22, 2013 at 9:31 pm said:
    
    I will return often I promise, its a rather nice world to be in.
Lolamarina (@1Lolamarina) on June 23, 2013 at 4:23 pm said:

This afterlife poem is really soothing.

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- j matthew waters on June 23, 2013 at 4:34 pm said:
  
  So glad you enjoyed this one, Lola. Thank you.
  
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Lolamarina (@1Lolamarina) on June 24, 2013 at 12:20 am said:

You welcome. I love all your poems-some more than others.

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Denise Carruthers on February 11, 2018 at 6:00 pm said:

Fishing with Jesus…Are you the one that got away? Totally intrigued by this poem, as usual you have me looking for a deeper meaning. Please don’t say there is none.

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- j matthew waters on February 11, 2018 at 6:20 pm said:
  
  thank you for your thoughts and sharing this one on twitter – this poem can be anything you want it to be
  
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  - Denise Carruthers on February 11, 2018 at 6:24 pm said:
    
    lol how tactful you are.