Fins Poems - Poems about Fins

... "Well" Well, I’m way too romantic aren’t I? Tattoo’d poetry on a tongue not speaking on a body of work spent unspent love let loose on a deep Fren......Read the rest...

...In the labyrinth of my heart, I whisper an unknown "goodbye" Not to a specter, for it is not so, For it mimics but never extends its palm to respond, In response, my empty hand remains suspended i......Read the rest...

...Be it planktons ye fed on or small fish Afloat on tiny pair of fins as feet, In whatso sea that fancied your fond wish, Perhaps a small lake was your safe retreat From fishermen or anglers indisc......Read the rest...

... Holding onto a rail. I lean over to see my reflection mirrored in the water and small fish swimming in the camouflage of me. I muse whether they are feeding on my thoughts, nibbling on th......Read the rest...

... Day after day it comes to these mud flats along with hot and hazy August mornings to feed on the returning tide’s bounty of small fish and other tiny sea life. The smell of sea-water ri......Read the rest...

...Those tender eels you rescue by the shore bring you empty news from the deep; they aptly sing your sunken score, vivid sounds from the liver of your ship. You rely on your Sunday best to warm ......Read the rest...

...Each goldfish is like a birthday candle: fins flickering in under-water sparkles of sunlit sugar. Sprinkled, trickled, rippled. My face is staring over the pond; they gather for party bags ......Read the rest...

... Oh how I’m wishing that I were fishing! I’d love to see the swishing that I’ve been missing. \\\\ ///\\\ //// \fins ‘n skins/ catfish dogfish goatfish lizardfish goosefish ......Read the rest...

...1959 Pink Cadillac Driven by my first boyfriend He was fifteen Those tail fins were really something! And the chrome was dazzling! Marvelously beautiful. Amazing. We still speak of it. Becau......Read the rest...

...We were vacationing in the state of palm trees and seashore in September's mild loveliness. Me, a sexagenarian widow, hobbled by arthritis in my knees. As my family enjoyed the surf, I sat cont......Read the rest...

... "Sliders" 500 clicks down, was code phrase for battle ships gone all depth charge. The deeper you go down that black-holed sink, the more you understand in your oxygen deprived brain,......Read the rest...

...Suburban resident pretense, a bleak uniformity. I grew up among the repetitious homes, isolated alienated, I wandered the conformity, the endless square yards, the dull feckless syndrome. Repug......Read the rest...

... There are flying fish, in this small city pond. Golden fins ride high, soaring over a reflected sun. Water ripples the sky. Am I above or do I look up? Eyes dive deep, in sh......Read the rest...

... Haiku: Fishes Along Coral reefs A grand display of fins and tails Nothing can compare. By Zyrool ......Read the rest...

...POEMS ABOUT SCIENCE 3: EVOLUTION Peers by Michael R. Burch These thoughts are alien, as through green slime smeared on some lab tech’s brilliant slide, I grope, positioning my bright osc......Read the rest...