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Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: angst, death, death of a friend, fish, future, jealousy, life,

Amidst ruined scatter, I demise

In ruined scatter witnessing the greys into black Why has it come to this as us humans finally lack Through my eyes bloodied looking down on such Crossed I've become in frenzied scarred mode As to I I'm in awe as to the I that fuses Centurions from Legions brave, showing confuse To my left to my right seeing said damnest like I In wondering their theirs as to their paraded Mirrored like I that they require I be masqueraded The tolling bell has spoken as I enter my demise As I hang above paradise seeing cawing crows fly Images of my existence, forever, eternally why


Poem Details | by Madrigal Franch |
Categories: fish, football, funeral, girl, golf, good night, goodbye,

I Lost You That Day

I lost you that day 
when it was 
raining, 

And drops 
of your face 
clumsily, 

r o l l e d away.

Poem Details | by RUDOLPH RINALDI |
Categories: death, fish, funny, grave, life,

the goldfish

the goldfish 
looks out 
at the distorted world 
through a glass bowl
and tries to make sense of it 

he watches the room about him 
and those that feed him
with self satisfaction  
unknowingly waiting for death
and a burial at sea

Poem Details | by daver austin |
Categories: autumn, baby, bereavement, fish,

MORE HAIKU

MORE HAIKU

fishing boat at dock
hearty laughter from the pub
splash!    moon breaks in two

Dave Austin



Poem Details | by Darlene Gifford |
Categories: bird, death, fish, ocean,

Hungry Bird

Look! Splashing fat fish.
Circling gull hovers low,
eyeing breakfast dish


For Picture Perfect Haiku #2
Contest by SKAT A

Poem Details | by DM Babbit |
Categories: bird, fish, water,

The Great Blue Heron - Epitaph for Fish

She's here again,
 nearly three feet tall
 wing span just as wide.
She arrives every day at eleven fifteen
 landing silent on the roof shed
 then glides to the ground.
She walks around the pond
 then steps up on the stones
 for a closer view.
She eyes the water staring steadily,
 that long neck and equally long feet
 find no fish swimming here.
She was here in winter
 and again in early spring
 now nothing left to eat.
She lingers for a moment
 realizing she's come too frequently
 and the pond is now devoid of life.

Poem Details | by A. Juman |
Categories: fear, fish, ocean, , Lullaby,

Spears of Death

NARWHAL

Spares of Death

Fear.
Eyes tightly closed,
I am singing me a lullaby.
Fall Asleep, 
I tell myself.
Fall asleep,
lest one of these lighting rods of ugliness 
plunge it's terror into my heart.
Like angels of death they snorkels around me.
It's a dolphin!
No, it's a whale!
It's a massive ugly creature.
with a spear of death in its head.
Ugly!
Beautiful!
Awesome!
The huge oceans!
Indeed the fittest place 
for these contradictory pods of terror.

10/1/2015 © A & J Juman The "Said" Poet


Poem Details | by RUDOLPH RINALDI |
Categories: death, fish, funny, goodbye, life,

without a wave

I press my face 
against 
the window glass
like a small fish 
in a large fish tank
looking out

swimming  
in lukewarm water 
watching 
the outside world
rush by

without a wave

Poem Details | by Felicia Jefferson-Weaver- Jefferson |
Categories: anxiety, assonance, best friend, christian, death, heartbroken, nature,

Fish

              Fish
A fish that swims on the oceans floor
To catch a fish will happen no more
Swish Swish gone away to another place
Oh! come back this day
I have an open space
On this peer with my crab net 
And with my rod I’ll stay.
Another thought to say 
But a fish that swims on the oceans floor
I will be there this time 
To catch a fish off the shore 

               By Felicia Elizabeth Dawn Jefferson-Weaver  Jefferson

Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: courage, death, dedication, destiny, endurance, fish, water,

in gurgling rapids



in gurgling rapids
salmon jump ladders
 ~ grizzlies feasting


Submitted on April 17, 2018, for contest HAIKU: FISH sponsored by MICK TALBOT

Poem Details | by Ralph Spencer |
Categories: adventure, beach, bereavement, death of a friend, fishing,

Buddies of Fish

Weather looked upon not contemplating
Shores forgot, wisped away to beaches anew
This place that place, sea of blue
Set close not too far
voices in the wind here we are
Rods set tall and straight here it is 
we will wait
Lines tightened, rods a bent
fresh bait with old scent
Slicks rolling in crests of waves
Just beyond a bubbling fish raves
Set the hook reel the line
Buddies of fish it's dinnertime

Poem Details | by Muhammad Safa Thajudeen |
Categories: character, death, deep, fish,

DEAD SEA

DEAD SEA!
  -Dharga Nagar Safa

Dead Sea-

Uncounted bodies of dead,

Men,women,aged and children,

Oh,the unborn in the wombs,

Buried beneath the sea,

Not obeying the great commands,the cause!

Dead Sea,

Fish,unable to swim,

Dead Sea,

People,unable to dive,

Dead Sea,

A symbol of punishment for a deaf village,

A lessen that,every soul to born to learn,

Until the world remains!



Poem Details | by Sheila Newton |
Categories: death, faith, father, life, lost love, love, peace, heart, lost, fish, heart, lost, love,

Lost Love

When I was young I lost my love ,
When I looked to the sky I saw a dove .

Waiting and watching to see what was next, 
I saw the fish and heart and thought i was blessed.

The love that was lost is trying to find, 
A place in my heart and in my mind.

The Fish stood for Life that I knew was gone,
The Heart stood for love that I had for so long.

The Dove stood for peace and I knew right away ,
That the love that I lost was the love that would stay.

Poem Details | by Curtis Moorman |
Categories: death, fish, sick,

In The Belly Of A Whale

IN THE BELLY OF A WHALE

There was a young man named Jonah
Who thought that he was a goner
But he lived to tell
How a huge grey whale
Had certainly pulled a *****

1 August 2018
For the contest sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire

Ring size - 10
Favorite Color - Aquamarine

Poem Details | by Jessica Amanda Salmonson |
Categories: animal, death, fish, happiness, nursery rhyme, sad, water,

Pollywogs

Ten tiny pollywogs
Happy as can be
Along came an alligator
Ate up three.

Seven skittish pollywogs
Beneath a lily pad
Up swam a rainbow trout
They all died sad.

Poem Details | by Jimmi Canada |
Categories: africa, allusion, america, angst, assonance, bird, destiny, film, fish, funeral, heartbreak, mountains, myth, nature,

Togetherness

Sung in the wild,

not unlike an age to aspire,

a maker of the call too many chime to beguile-

against unlawful spy,

to the face we deny the right,

I rely tentatively the waste on tonight.

Poem Details | by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: child, death, fish,

CHILDHOOD LAMENT

attracted to her fingers
and slippery as an eel
its one dead eye stares at her
— the silver dollar

lonely child spoons dirt over
the sandwich bag zippered shut
there’s naught burial at sea
— two sticks form a cross

10/13/2018

Poem Details | by James Edward Lee Sr. |
Categories: appreciation, bereavement, dedication, funeral,

ANNIE ELISE REST IN PEACE DIED BY FISH GREASE

ANNIE ELISE REST IN PEACE DIED BY FISH GREASE

Rest in peace
Buried in this plot, Anna Elise
Occupation was fry cook
Died: burnt by hot-boil fish grease

9/18/18
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2018

Poem Details | by James Edward Lee Sr. |
Categories: allusion, appreciation, beautiful, bereavement, devotion, fish,

THE FISH AT THE CROSS

THE FISH @the CROSS

The fish at the cross;
Redeemed the loss;
All the hopes and despairs;
the LORD cares;
For revival of man;
Yes!, God has a plan;
And it starts.......
At the fish @the cross


9/17/10
by James Edward Lee Sr.

Poem Details | by jan oskar hansen |
Categories: feelings, first love, fish, flying, food,

death knocks

Death knocks
 I’m stuck in the bog land of poetry
 Trying to make a small manuscript of thirty pages.
 I have reached 29 pages, but all seems so futile
Words I have written before keep cropping up
I can’t endlessly repeat myself.
A doctor visit at the hospital was not uplifting
I’m trying to shake off the depression hanging over me
Dark clouds are blocking the sun, and it is cold
The future is bleak nothing to look forward to
My wife is ill, so I’m stuck here when I want to go home
To my village, I Algarve.
The dream is to go home and die where I was reborn
Remembering my dog and the long walk we had.
 

Poem Details | by David Drowley |
Categories: death, fish, journey, life, nature, water,

King Salmon

Fiercely flipping his tiller tail
The king’s snout turns to point the way 
To lead kin from a briny bay
Up a rustic roiling river
Of flowing falls, rough rocks, and banks
Lined with greeting eagles and bears
Set to embrace with beaks and jaws.

Traveling on a fasting diet
The royal salmon swims upstream
Seeking passage between the hills
To reach rippling crystalline rills
And fill an ancient deep-sea dream
To find its childhood gravel bed
On which at last to rest his head.