Saturday, November 20, 2010

Fish:

she was 
the fish
that got
away

she cut
herself free

and I
watched
as she 
swam
so close
to the shore

she 
belonged
in the water

where she
could breath

but for
those few
moments
she had 
her eyes
on me

while
she swam
by the shore

without
a hook
in her 
mouth

without
a line
pulling
her in

she 
was free

then
she turned

she swam
from the shore

along the surface
of the mountain lake
down the stream
down the river

all the way
to the sea

1 comment:

  1. I really like your writing. Just saying. The pony one is my favorite.

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