Fish Poems
#fish
Fish poems, here you'll find poetry about fish! This includes nature poems about wild fish, hobbyist poems about fishing and keeping fish as pets, and poems about eating fish. Also poems about the significance of fish for symbolic or spiritual meaning.
There is Transformation in Death
For some species on earth,
there is transformation in death, a renaissance
if you will, becoming young all over again, whether you
see it as reincarnation or rebirth, a new life begins. There is
transformation in death, some lifeforms can be considered
immortal, the cycle continues underneath the ocean waves,
filling the sea with vibrant and deadly limbs. But that’s the
way nature has made them out to be, a wonderful creation of
beauty and wonder, for when their time comes, ...
there is transformation in death, a renaissance
if you will, becoming young all over again, whether you
see it as reincarnation or rebirth, a new life begins. There is
transformation in death, some lifeforms can be considered
immortal, the cycle continues underneath the ocean waves,
filling the sea with vibrant and deadly limbs. But that’s the
way nature has made them out to be, a wonderful creation of
beauty and wonder, for when their time comes, ...
#universe
#nature
#fish
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In A Pickle
I do love you
Rollmop Herring
As you lay within a tub
With thin slices of pickled pepper
Perhaps picked by Peter Piper?
And he is particularly fastidious
About which pickled pepper
That he picks
Apart from one time
When he was pickled himself
And no-one was sure if
Peter Piper
Was more pickled
Than the pickled pepper
That Peter Piper picked
And apparently
He was wearing a wig
That looked remarkably
Like a rollmop herring!
by Jemia
Rollmop Herring
As you lay within a tub
With thin slices of pickled pepper
Perhaps picked by Peter Piper?
And he is particularly fastidious
About which pickled pepper
That he picks
Apart from one time
When he was pickled himself
And no-one was sure if
Peter Piper
Was more pickled
Than the pickled pepper
That Peter Piper picked
And apparently
He was wearing a wig
That looked remarkably
Like a rollmop herring!
by Jemia
#funny
#fish
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeChangingMoment
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeChangingMoment
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I Swear, Guys! I Really Saw A Genuine Mermaid!
Matthew
walked over to
the lake and saw some chick
smiling at him before she turned
and flashed her fish tail before swimming home.
walked over to
the lake and saw some chick
smiling at him before she turned
and flashed her fish tail before swimming home.
#friendship
#water
#fiction
#fish
#mermaids
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Playabout: Swan
A man once said one's best thoughts seem as if they come on at night,
and while I'm no expert, evidence suggests I thought this might be one -- it isn't, and wasn't, but I couldn't turn it down -
My parenting style is somewhat a swan,
savaged by a pike,
thrashing on the surface, unwinding underneath,
[I am unsure if pike take on swans
(Upon further inspection,
due to the reflections made in brackets here,
a swan has indeed been savaged by a pike
though they prefer cygnets,
as do turtles,
so too crows)
but...
and while I'm no expert, evidence suggests I thought this might be one -- it isn't, and wasn't, but I couldn't turn it down -
My parenting style is somewhat a swan,
savaged by a pike,
thrashing on the surface, unwinding underneath,
[I am unsure if pike take on swans
(Upon further inspection,
due to the reflections made in brackets here,
a swan has indeed been savaged by a pike
though they prefer cygnets,
as do turtles,
so too crows)
but...
#identity
#birds
#fish
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Syl (with original Patois quotations)
Chapter 1
Family and Friends
A short slim man built a shanty in a squatter settlement near the fishing village in Greenwich Farm. He lived there with his girlfriend and his two little daughters. His name was Sylvester and everybody called him Syl for short. He also had an illegitimate son who lived with his mother in the country. Syl was a street vender. He had an old wooden stall on a sidewalk downtown and he sold a variety of items.
Fishing was Syl’s main hobby. He had two close friend Ronny and Arnold who used to go fishing with him....
Family and Friends
A short slim man built a shanty in a squatter settlement near the fishing village in Greenwich Farm. He lived there with his girlfriend and his two little daughters. His name was Sylvester and everybody called him Syl for short. He also had an illegitimate son who lived with his mother in the country. Syl was a street vender. He had an old wooden stall on a sidewalk downtown and he sold a variety of items.
Fishing was Syl’s main hobby. He had two close friend Ronny and Arnold who used to go fishing with him....
#women
#conflict
#sea
#fish
#curse
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Syl
Chapter 1
Family and Friends
A short slim man built a shanty in a squatter settlement near the fishing village in Greenwich Farm. He lived there with his girlfriend and his two little daughters. His name was Sylvester and everybody called him Syl for short. He also had an illegitimate son who lived with his mother in the country. Syl was a street vender. He had an old wooden stall on a sidewalk downtown and he sold a variety of items.
Fishing was Syl’s main hobby. He had two close friend Ronny and Arnold who used to go fishing with him. Ronny and...
Family and Friends
A short slim man built a shanty in a squatter settlement near the fishing village in Greenwich Farm. He lived there with his girlfriend and his two little daughters. His name was Sylvester and everybody called him Syl for short. He also had an illegitimate son who lived with his mother in the country. Syl was a street vender. He had an old wooden stall on a sidewalk downtown and he sold a variety of items.
Fishing was Syl’s main hobby. He had two close friend Ronny and Arnold who used to go fishing with him. Ronny and...
#women
#friendship
#sea
#fish
#job
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Yellow daffodils .
When love was
Young
We ran wild into
trees and sunlight
Glory and groom
Green and white
Violet into rains
Yellow in magpies
And mangoes and
Daffodils
We used to run
Wild in summer and
Winter
Yellow hills
With green meadows.
Young
We ran wild into
trees and sunlight
Glory and groom
Green and white
Violet into rains
Yellow in magpies
And mangoes and
Daffodils
We used to run
Wild in summer and
Winter
Yellow hills
With green meadows.
#horses
#birds
#butterfly
#fish
#bees
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Burning Rubber!
I have used
Hot water bottles
For as long as
I can remember
But grateful
That i didn't develop
A fetish
For warm rubber!
It would only
Of confused things
Especially
As i often use two at a time
A kind of menage a trois
Of rubber
Blisters
And painful confusion
A curious marriage
Must be the Sturgeon Moon
A poor persons caviar
Something fishy.....
by Jemia
Hot water bottles
For as long as
I can remember
But grateful
That i didn't develop
A fetish
For warm rubber!
It would only
Of confused things
Especially
As i often use two at a time
A kind of menage a trois
Of rubber
Blisters
And painful confusion
A curious marriage
Must be the Sturgeon Moon
A poor persons caviar
Something fishy.....
by Jemia
#moon
#funny
#fish #LifeAsAWriter
#fish #LifeAsAWriter
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My Poems Stream
My poems,
are an endless
river stream.
There will always
be another one,
endlessly flowing.
It is the river,
and yet it
is also the
fish within.
Jumping out
so excitedly,
like such
beautiful fishies.
an endless
stream
of
poems...
are an endless
river stream.
There will always
be another one,
endlessly flowing.
It is the river,
and yet it
is also the
fish within.
Jumping out
so excitedly,
like such
beautiful fishies.
an endless
stream
of
poems...
#river
#fish
#LifeAsAWriter
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Mermaid
Brian
stepped out for
some air.
He saw some chick in
the pool with large fish
fins instead of legs.
Brian
turned and yelled
"HEY, GUYS?!"
stepped out for
some air.
He saw some chick in
the pool with large fish
fins instead of legs.
Brian
turned and yelled
"HEY, GUYS?!"
#summer
#fiction
#fish
#mythology
#mermaids
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water's life and feels alive
Waves on the rocks a' crashing
In it human feet go splashing
And elsewhere in the swollen river
'gator tails go thrashing
Water may be stagnant
or it may be thus moving
Sometimes softly dripping
at times forcefully gushing
In brooks babbling
In streams gurgling
In springs bubbling
In rivers running
From faucets freely flowing
or from pipes coercingly spurting
At times noisily sloshing
But in lakes musically rippling
In it diving and wading
In it refreshing bathing
Or...
In it human feet go splashing
And elsewhere in the swollen river
'gator tails go thrashing
Water may be stagnant
or it may be thus moving
Sometimes softly dripping
at times forcefully gushing
In brooks babbling
In streams gurgling
In springs bubbling
In rivers running
From faucets freely flowing
or from pipes coercingly spurting
At times noisily sloshing
But in lakes musically rippling
In it diving and wading
In it refreshing bathing
Or...
#river
#beach
#water #fish
#water #fish
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The Relevant Elephant
A poor thought
Aforethought
So i ought
But got caught
On that thought
So cheaply sought
I then bought
Or thought
I caught
A fish!
Which i laid upon
A dish
And made a wish
For a kish
(Well i was a bit pished!)
So i ate
A potato
In a jacket
(I made no racket)
Not surprised
As it was
So bloody cold!
by Jemia
Aforethought
So i ought
But got caught
On that thought
So cheaply sought
I then bought
Or thought
I caught
A fish!
Which i laid upon
A dish
And made a wish
For a kish
(Well i was a bit pished!)
So i ate
A potato
In a jacket
(I made no racket)
Not surprised
As it was
So bloody cold!
by Jemia
#satirical
#funny
#fish #LifeAsAWriter
#fish #LifeAsAWriter
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