Eyeing.A Poem by Fay Slimm
Eyeing.
A fish, low-lit submarine green.
A gill steadily sways to breathe.
A skin, solely by liquid need.
A fin, to more safety beneath.
A flip, 'tho glassily eyeing me. © 2020 Fay SlimmReviews
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8 Reviews Added on July 23, 2020 Last Updated on July 23, 2020 AuthorFay SlimmCamborne, Cornwall, United KingdomAboutHi from Fay Slimm, I have been writing poetry since childhood and have always enjoyed writing nature poems along with romantic odes to the glorious place where I live alongside the sea in Cornwall U.. more..Writing
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