Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Poem of the Great Blue

Wednesday, January 21, 2009
5 comments

Oh my little fish swim near
in the cool shade of the mangrove clump
there's nothing here for you to fear
swim closer, little sugar lump

These long pale legs and plumes you see
are just another mangrove tree

swim through these roots and swish your tail
your slippery form I shall impale

and turn you back from whence you came
thus Nature plays its endless game.


5 comments:

On January 21, 2009 at 11:40 AM caroline said...

Better than Lewis Carroll.."How doth the Little Crocodile"....
Love it, love it!

Caroline at 44N 103W

On January 21, 2009 at 1:42 PM Kathiesbirds said...

Oh, I love this for its humor, its rhyme and meter and its truth! Great job!

On January 21, 2009 at 3:02 PM Shecky said...

Ogden Nash is spinning in his grave!

On January 22, 2009 at 5:04 PM Julie Zickefoose said...

Mmmmm. Zick love this.

On January 24, 2009 at 10:20 PM Mary said...

I'll bet you sat down and wrote that in 10 minutes - would have taken me a day.

Great!


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