A Poem for Sunday Muse -- Days in the Life
Goldie in a Glass Cage
Her wish had almost come true
All her life she had wanted
Little fish wishing to be
A mermaid in her glass cage
So excited she had been
The day her new owner came
Most fish had hoops, toys and trees
But Goldie of these had none
They fed her well gave her smiles
She dreamed of fine play-ponds, but ...
Exercise had no meaning
Swam back and forth--eight inch cube
Then, sigh, came her fateful day
Relief she thought out she went
Another room, deep white bowl
Harshly dropped and all went dark
Gushing currents through a tube
Seemed forever all was dark
Had the end come? It did not
Lonely dark ride, shines glass cage
So when they put you away
You'll be mere toilet bowl stuff
Better than making cat food
Mermaid was not, kept her gills
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved
- I'm linked with Chrissa for the prompt photo at the Sunday Muse # 136, http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/11/sunday-muse-136.html?m=1
Labels: Fish, Humor(?), Poem, Story, Story Poem, Syllabic Form
posted by Jim @ 11/28/2020 08:00:00 PM
7 comments
7 Comments:
That was...surprising. Also, it gave me flashbacks to a horrible tube ride at a waterpark back in high school. And maybe an existential crisis.
"Another room, deep white bowl" - Ouch!
Thanks for the hearty laugh, Jim!
You rascal you!!!! I was ready with a supportive, sweet comment and then POW BAM right in the kisser, you let me have it.
Interesting Jim. The last verse was quite a surprising flip
Happy you dropped by my blog today.
Much💜love
So when they put you away
You'll be mere toilet bowl stuff
You win some you lose some. It is hell if one is not favored in whatever situations. Truly so Dr Jim!
Hank
Not the kind of fish bowl a mermaid would want. This made me smile and feel sad at the same time.
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