Victor Buhagiar Poet Free verse

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Yellow Feverish Fear

He stood in his kayaker 
surveying the dark amber fog,
Creeping towards him, 
shedding saffron mist around him.
Yellow livered, he trembled 
as tawny chill descended his spine.
He peered carefully around; 
afraid he’d see a lemon shark.

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Sara Kendrick May 17, 2021 at 3:13 PM Can't blame him on fearing a shark. Very expressive and creative work. I would not want to be on a kayak in shark infected waters for sure. I appreciate you dropping by my page with such an understanding comment. Sara

Jennifer Proxenos May 17, 2021 at 9:40 AM A very creative imaginative write, A lemon shark or yellow fever, both would be scary! Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

Kim Rodrigues May 17, 2021 at 3:54 AM Dreamlike...wondering if this is about a shark or fear of a disease. A lemon shark? Is there such a thing?

Anne-Lise Andresen May 16, 2021 at 11:28 AM - ... a scary picture, Victor :) - The fog is like the darkness it can hide dangers :) - Great written :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Eve Roper May 15, 2021 at 11:27 PM Would you believe my little brother fishes out where the sharks swim and his attitude is if you don't bother them they don't bother you. Roper went once and never again; didn't want to deal with the sharks. :)

Andrea Dietrich May 15, 2021 at 4:00 PM Yikes, I'd be afraid too. What prompted this one, Victor?

Evelyn Judy Buehler May 15, 2021 at 10:27 AM The title, the perfectly matched picture, and your amazing imagery, capture the feeling of fear very well. A splendid poem, Victor. :)

Joanna Daniel May 15, 2021 at 7:42 AM You describe his fear well, can feel it in my bones, Victor:)

Beryl Edmonds May 15, 2021 at 7:34 AM Fool to be out in his kayaker when there’s saffron mist all about, and of course lemon sharks that lark don’t show to the eye when there’s dark amber fog hanging around. A brilliant free verse Victor… Belle

Vijay Pandit May 15, 2021 at 5:36 AM I see him trembling--your captured his fears well, Victor.

Sotto Poet May 15, 2021 at 5:35 AM Fantastic imagery we a significant meaning behind it. At the point when we can't see around us, we dread the extraordinary obscure. Have a great weekend and stay safe, dearest Victor

Tom Cunningham May 15, 2021 at 1:30 AM When we can't see around us we fear the great unkown, wouldn't like to be that canoeist with one of them creeping up on me. Tom