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.
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
14th May 2024 2:44am
14th May 2024 2:44am
Rebel Girl Mclean
On Monday afternoon, a middle-aged man named Zaire went downtown to buy goldfish for his aquarium. He bought two goldfish from a vendor on King Street, and then he headed for the taxi stand on West Street. When he reached the taxi stand, he saw a large group of people including schoolchildren standing there waiting for Maxfield taxis. At that moment, no taxi was there loading. He thought to himself that he would not get the chance to get on a taxi because the crowd would rush into any taxi that arrived there. Consequently, he decided to walk to a place called Fish Ground near the intersection...
#religion
#women
#fish
#marijuana
#mother
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Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 4:29pm
14th Apr 2024 4:29pm
With the flow - NaPoWriMo 14
I do not know what drives me,
I am but a fish
carried by the current
Towards the inevitable waterfall and end
of which no fish knows of the beyond.
Yet despite the torrent around me,
all to often
I appear to be stuck and slow
the lack of progress only punctuated by time
as each moment drops away,
So I am but a fish
in a stream
somewhat awkwardly flailing
in the temporary stream.
I am but a fish
carried by the current
Towards the inevitable waterfall and end
of which no fish knows of the beyond.
Yet despite the torrent around me,
all to often
I appear to be stuck and slow
the lack of progress only punctuated by time
as each moment drops away,
So I am but a fish
in a stream
somewhat awkwardly flailing
in the temporary stream.
#identity
#fish
#NaPoWriMo2024
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Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 8:41pm
10th Apr 2024 8:41pm
One fish, Two Fish - NaPoWriMo 10
Inside me are
one fish, two fish
at the least,
The dreamiest goldfish
daydreaming away
into obliviousness
you have ever known
so out of touch
they forget the previous moment
in favour of naive fondness
eager to look on the positive
and the golden lining.
And a surprise Shark
snarling and snapping away
in sudden savage attack
with a grinning quip
of deepest blue
to flush blood into the water
and a sharp erect fin
that will hardly finish anytime soon,
slapping some colour into...
one fish, two fish
at the least,
The dreamiest goldfish
daydreaming away
into obliviousness
you have ever known
so out of touch
they forget the previous moment
in favour of naive fondness
eager to look on the positive
and the golden lining.
And a surprise Shark
snarling and snapping away
in sudden savage attack
with a grinning quip
of deepest blue
to flush blood into the water
and a sharp erect fin
that will hardly finish anytime soon,
slapping some colour into...
#identity
#water
#fish
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2024
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ClovenTongue34
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 6:06am
10th Apr 2024 6:06am
Catch and Release
Baited by a thought
The molest of exploited immodesty
It’s buy one body get one soul
When attraction is an overpriced commodity
Two edges of the same fight
When flirting on the fringe
Responsibilities thrown to the wind
Sedated by these images
Fed through the minds syringe
Subtleties of seductions lure causing us to bend
Hooker, lie, and drowning
Adulterated hearts
Tricking for cheap affections
Reputation suicide
Sell yourself for parts
We melt like water soluble metal
When integrity is poured...
The molest of exploited immodesty
It’s buy one body get one soul
When attraction is an overpriced commodity
Two edges of the same fight
When flirting on the fringe
Responsibilities thrown to the wind
Sedated by these images
Fed through the minds syringe
Subtleties of seductions lure causing us to bend
Hooker, lie, and drowning
Adulterated hearts
Tricking for cheap affections
Reputation suicide
Sell yourself for parts
We melt like water soluble metal
When integrity is poured...
#lust
#relationships
#sex
#corruption
#fish
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
13th Mar 2024 9:28pm
13th Mar 2024 9:28pm
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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missjem56
Poem Published
29th Nov 2023 00:38am
29th Nov 2023 00:38am
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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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
8th Oct 2023 2:42am
8th Oct 2023 2:42am
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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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
4th Oct 2023 10:47pm
4th Oct 2023 10:47pm
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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2 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2023 6:42pm
3rd Oct 2023 6:42pm
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 vendor. 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 vendor. 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
#conflict
#sea
#fish
#curse
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2023 00:30am
3rd Oct 2023 00:30am
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 Arnold were...
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 Arnold were...
#sea
#women
#friendship
#fish
#job
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missjem56
Poem Published
1st Aug 2023 9:02pm
1st Aug 2023 9:02pm
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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KrystalG
Poem Published
6th Jun 2023 5:36pm
6th Jun 2023 5:36pm
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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