THE GOLDFISH WORLDA Poem by papaedbehold the mysterious goldfishGolden ornament in a weightless world grows dizzy when the water’s twirled. Unaware of time or date. Without appointments you can’t be late.
I wonder if you tend to drool when you dream of swimming in a school. I try to read your moving lips, and wonder when your head dips.
Are you nodding affirmative, or simply being assertive. When your mouth forms that little ‘O’ are you laughing or exclaiming “Whoa!”?
Too bad fish language is so hard. You might be a famous bard, Judged by fish professor panels, listed in fish history annals.
Safe and sound, your needs are met. Without a care that your world is wet. But, are you a lofty cogitator? In your world a fierce debater?
Maybe studying for hours the world beyond your powers through glass slightly distorted could be more than is purported.
Do you watch Fox or CNN A&E or ESPN? You seem to take everything in stride So is it HGTV you abide?
On what issues do you cogitate? Effects of the rising cost of freight, as it impacts the price of fish food, or are you just a casual dude.
Is that suddenly released bubble laughter or gastric trouble? Does philosophy concern you? Does metaphysics leave you blue?
When your bowl is being cleaned, and from water you are weaned, do you appeal to goldfish gods? or calculate survival odds?
I want to think you accept with grace what fate delivers in your place. With zen-like calm you face the day But deep inside you dream of play. © 2009 papaedFeatured Review
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9 Reviews Added on July 15, 2009 Last Updated on August 22, 2009 AuthorpapaedKansas City, MOAboutno erudite pontifications, no complex extrapolations no intentional hurtful lies, just simple age-wise aliteration and prose, of a man who's in the throes of living day to day from his head down to.. more..Writing
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