
On translucent pins
________ knitted from scales
I tread lightly
leaving smooth water
for more adventurous swales
________ but this walking is queer
So I find a long pier
upon which to perch
unblinking I scout
_________ crashing waves I must search
dreamily I peer through
plated glass windows
under humming fluorescents
gills working hard
to hasten airflow
holding back terror
_________ I am caught on a hook
by an elderly man with nary a hair
oh my, oh dear, catching a glimpse
tis not a good look!
eyes like pie tins
__________ jerked onto the bank
mother’s warnings forsook
I’m awake! I gasp
my panic to thank
yet still sleepy I sink
_________ on a dream of velvet nights
my companion is thirst
the moon offers a mug
of Chianti to drink
made from starlight
so heavenly sweet
__________ I fall from the sky
in a sweeping arc
on a eight year old breath
drawn from the dark
etching a memory
tattooed on my heart
for this star was the charm
sent me out on a lark
curving my body
____________ like a comma misplaced
I flip and I flop
back to watery space
where the moss is lush
and algae so green
but trotting throughout
my ever blue veins
horseshoe magnets clip clop
pulling me back to distant moors
I long to dive in
traveling the opposite
of where I have been.
*image credit: melaniemcdonald