The Little Fish ~~ a Flash poem (meaning 'short')

(The Little Fish) 
 

I am the

Little Fish

Swimming in my pond 
 

Swimming is my delight

Exploring my pond 
 

Seems there is always new

Sights daily to see 

I am the

Little Fish

Swimming in my pond 

I swim from morn to night

No bell on my tail 
 

People come, watch me swim 

Wink and wave for them

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Poem Copyright 2016, @ Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved 

 

Photo courtesy of Kerry O'Conner, at

the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, 55 Words Plus!

http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/09/flash-55-plus.html

 

The picture is copyright, 2006 by the Nigerian

painter, sculptor and musician known as Twins Seven Seven.

Kerry and I are claiming "Fair Use" of this painting copy

 

Fair Use Principles:

• It is a historically significant artwork 
• The image is only being used for informational and educational purposes 
• The image is readily available on the internet 
• The image is a low resolution copy of the original artwork and is unsuitable for commercial use

Kerry's Instructions:

My poem is exactly 55 words with NO TITLE. The title, "The Little Fish" is three words in parentheses to me means "do not count words for this."

I play my Tau -- "poem" and "play" of sorts

The Taus

My instrument for the day will be, ...
It will be the Taus, my instrument 

I can't play it, never even saw 
But Google knows, knows full well what be

So from Google's mouth I can play
I play my YouTube loud as I can

Played for Mrs. Jim, my Taus YouTube
Right on she said, Indian music 

So I'll play for you, my Taus YouTube 
See what you think.  Indian music?

If you think it looks like a peacock
Well the experts think so too, they do
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Photo and Poem Copyright 2016, @ Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved 

Taus, top photo is a "print screen" copy from Margaret's post,
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/09/artistic-interpretations-with-margaret.html

I'm linked above with Margaret in the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Artistic Interpretations with Margaret - The Met's Musical Instruments Exhibit

Margaret had recently visited the Metropolitan Museum in NYC.  There she visited the Musical Instruments Exhibit and has on her post quite a few of the musical instrument she saw there.  I picked her Taus, a main instrument played to get the correct sound of Indian music. 

The two YouTube presentations below will make you think you have your radio tuned to a station located in India.  Please have a listen.  The Taus comes in at 1:52 on the second video if you want to hear and see it played with a bow.  The first also sound Indian but the strings are plucked rather than played with the bow. 
Well, I had the 'plucked' one on my iPad but can't find it here.  "trust me."

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ITqFTDLQNMs

Autumn Comes ~~ a Poem for Tuesday

Autumn Comes

When autumn comes, my love matures
Summer's hot passions simmer down
Like the flowers that last 'til fall
My love has mellowed autumn comes

When autumn comes I love you more
What began last spring harvest now
We reap our joy with tenderness
A deeper love not to be found

With autumn comes leaves turning red
Yellow, clinging tight to their branch
You'll not float down nor blow askew
We'll hold tight with our steadfast love

When autumn ends nature's ready
Ready for winters coldest chills
We like the creatures hunker down
Nurture each other love will warm

My heart cries out my love for you
Please love me thus as autumn comes
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Photo and Poem Copyright 2011 and2016, @ Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
Photo from 2011 post, http://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-single-impression-love-2.html

I'm linked with Kerry O"Conner in the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Tuesday Platform. (link) Kerry wrote a bit about the coming of autumn and the changing of seasons. I mulled on her thoughts and went to writing from there.