Blackfish

so named for your color -

a tribal contrast of black on white

there is no killer in you

only instinct steeped in curiosity 

 

it is said that the high-reaching sail 

of your dorsal fin tells the future

an antenna to heaven     dial stuck on holy

and even though your eyes are our eyes

whispering a story with phrenic silence 

we are blinded by greed and the tin-can rattling

of our own unrelenting indifference

 

i would have liked to have met you

someplace else     beyond this glass prison

before insanity turned you against yourself

and gave the world unpaid ammunition 

to say that you had an agenda

beyond the natal thirst

to live free

Reviews

[Astro]

"We fear what we don't understand" Yet beauty remains untouchable, where it is and cannot be undone. You have done well to capture the mythology and the ugliness that puts it in a bottle. Which eye is truly sadder the one staring underwater or the one staring in tears. Who needs 'Free Willy' when you've got Girl Friday?

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Haha Thank you, my friend.

[Astro]

You're most welcome as always.

[ChemicalMadness]

I really enjoyed this...a bit of a departure, yet still unmistakably you....imtstinct steeped in curiosity, your eyes are our eyes, I would have liked to have met you.....you're on the right path and I'm glad I found you there....
CM.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Thank you for stopping by...it's good to see you, even if it is through glass... :)

[SimpleMind]

Wonderful ! Am I reading innocence between the lines ? :)

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Perhaps... :)