Where Birds Swim and Fish Fly

A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of feeble minds. - Thoreau

scream me a secret

whisper a lie

don't be shy

mumble that which is already known

blanket the truth

keep your emotions

hold your feelings

pray to the sky

release my laugh and clutch my cry

quickly

before tomorrow rises and today lies down to die

night is day and day is night

the tide is never completely right

be patient and sit tight

don't look for reasons

ask the silent gavel, "why?"

in this imperial place

where birds swim and fish fly

Author's Note

"By my intimacy with nature I find myself withdrawn from man. My interest in the sun and the moon, in the morning and the evening, compels me to solitude." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

it seems like you are speaking to someone, or perhaps to nature itself... "pray to the sky".... you also seem to question nature...the tides, night and day...you are one with nature....the whispers, the feelings, the feelings. the laughs....rhyming is quite good...
Warmly, B

[Pete]

thanks B. i'm probably questioning god as to why things are as they are and certain things we can't change and have to live with. some things never change and others are in a constant state of flux ... :)

[Betty Hermelee]

Great write, and you’re very welcome!
Warmly,
B

[Sami Khalil]

Nicely rhymed and excellently timed; I feel the poet's release of someone or something, questioning what befell before and after. The wh's are so important in the greater scheme of things.

[Pete]

it is said that everything happens for a reason. in my arrogance, i always want to know i'm often my own worst enemy over-analyzing everything. i'm the guy standing at the fork in the road unable to choose a way ... :)

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! No worries. You are welcome sir Pete.