The Town Mouse and the Sea Mouse

 Filthy people slowly inch across the street like great, fat salmon fighting upstream against the most powerful current. Dark, gothic skyscrapers loom overhead on either side of the slime filled road as though tall river reeds shot up from underneath smooth, grey pebbles. But the air smells of salty seas belonging to my homeland, far away, not forgotten but barely remembered. I can nearly feel the sweet touch of cool, refreshing spray droplets tickling my nose. I miss my home. My mother told me I would, but I never believed her. 

A fish flung out of water by some fateful power not yet known, I am lost among this sea of busy bodies; mindless, ant-like drones walking paths their forefather drones already lay before them. The only ingenuity this city possesses is the stink of sludge flowing from beneath this street. At least its horrible smell is a little worse, a little newer each day. Boring, these people are. I long for the days gone by, when it was only the ocean and I, as she softly cradled my body afloat and I slept in her loving arms. 

Reviews

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Your imagery, metaphor, simile use in this poem is stellar- so evocative-"Filthy people..like great, fat, salmon fighting upstream....Dark, gothic skyscrapers loom" Writing is eloquent with good rhythm and flow. Mood well-expressed is wistful, somber, nostalgic for home, sea, mother.- maybe they are one and the same in the protagonist's psyche. "The ocean and I"-so poignant..."Call me Ishmael"....Well-done!

[Ethan]

Thank you very much, Im a bit obsessed with the ocean myself :P

[Sanskrity Mishra]

A good piece of work..Well done :)

[Ethan]

Thanks :))))

[Sanskrity Mishra]

Welcome.....

[Raven Moonchild]

(applauds) :D

"when it was only the ocean and I, as she softly cradled my body afloat and I slept in her loving arms"

Genius, creative, and absolutely beautiful!!!! :D Fantastic work, Ethan!!!!

[Ethan]

Aw thank you :)