Ferry Interesting

“I wish the ferry had a fairy,” said Phoebe with a frown
to no one in particular (but everyone remembered later on).
That’s a strange thing to say on an excursion in Year 5,
especially when the teachers are around.

Eating hot chips on the seat just up from me,
a skinny man avoids my longing stare (Those chips of his, I wish were mine).
I hear a funny squawk. It isn’t me -
Chip-wishing seagulls probably, somewhere (I probably shouldn’t stare).

I cool my wishful eyes in harbour waves of green. 
(The shore has nothing interesting to see –
No animals, I mean. Look -
Just - more - green.)

I hear a funny squawk. It’s under me!
No, it’s not a fairy penguin (as you may have been expecting).
“It’s  a chook!” I scream…
…I scream = ice-cream…mmm…
I close my eyes and dream,
open one eye, have a sneaky look…It’s still a chook.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Empress Avatar
January 12, 2024 at 8:35 PM
Clever and very creative wordplay throughout this. I really love the ice cream line and also how you’ve started and how descriptive your poem is, especially “ I hear a funny squawk. It isn’t me - Chip-wishing seagulls probably, somewhere (I probably shouldn’t stare).“ made me smile too! Hah! Brilliant write this is! Pleasure reading your work. Sending you light always
Swan Avatar
January 12, 2024 at 8:47 PM
Thank you for those kind words. This started as a news article (some time ago), about a stowaway hen on a ferry.
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