Seahorses

SEAHORSES We ride ocean currents We are small marine fish With segmented bony armor Such an upright posture, swish A curled prehensile tail, a tubular snout A head and neck suggestive of a horse Mythical creature with horse's head and fish's tail We are masters of disguise of sort We camouflage game is on point You may find us on a shrimp boat We whom swim in groups are “frys” no joke Our courtship begins with a daily dance We gracefully swim together As the little assassins of the sea at glance When not courting we feed, as successful predatory killer's We ride ocean currents Hippocampus we are Sea Horses 4/26/18 Copyright © 2018 Sponsored by: Julia Ward For Poetry Contest: SEAHORSES