Thursday, December 10, 2015

almost fried

like the beautiful fish
speckled in gold,
pulled out of the silky
sea, reeled into your
loving hands she slips out
and falls back into
the water. it's a gentle
splash. you see her swim
away, gracefully moving
from side to side, going
deeper and deeper
away from you. but you had
her once, she was in
your hand. almost fileted
almost fried.

1 comment:

sparrow said...

I've been lonely and sad without you in my life. So I got a new dog to keep me company. I gave him a good cowboy name to remind me of you - Dusty. He's from Texas. Australian shepherd mix. He makes me smile just like you do with your poetry.