The striped fish hang together
in the water, nodding and tumbling
like box kites, with ribbon fins;
their tails flickering
in unseen currents; busy
staying around;

though pulled about by ancient
instincts and honed senses;
acting and reacting and
reacting again; slicing
down crevices in the
coral; their scaly patina
and facets like worked
stone blades;

as other fish feed in tropic
fresh water; bicoloured in
lakes with trackless banks;
poking like tiny fingers among
snags in water steeped
with tannin; catching the light
here and there; flashing gilt.

(Julian O’Dea)


2 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by fuzziewuzziebear on February 4, 2017 at 4:54 pm

    I can’t resist commenting in my bear persona. I love it!


    • Posted by Julian O'Dea on February 5, 2017 at 4:36 am

      Thank you.

      I am quite happy with this one. It took me a while to write. I usually write poems quickly but I put extra effort into this one.

      There are many good videos of coral fish and freshwater fish on the Internet which are quite inspiring.


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