deepundergroundpoetry.com

small fry

Small fry

Fingerlings are playing among seagrass in shallow water
they stop when the big shadow of an adult passes overhead
sometimes they play is so exciting they forget
and end swallowed whole by a fish that knows no mercy.
Alas, the tiny fry has a short memory and soon leave
the seagrass attracted by shiny pebbles shines like nuggets
of gold on a summer day.
The play stops as it just like old school friends drift apart
to other seas and too smart to anyone bearing false bait.
There are no promises for elderly fish when finally caught
a fishmonger awaits them or the supermarketís frozen
counter displayed in all their faded glory


Written by oskar
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1 reading list entries 0
comments 0 reads 196
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 3:16am by SweetKittyCat5
SPEAKEASY
Today 3:07am by SweetKittyCat5
SPEAKEASY
Today 2:50am by SweetKittyCat5
SPEAKEASY
Today 1:33am by ajay
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 00:15am by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 00:05am by crimsin