You seem to be like a scab on this ship.
Do you enjoy a nice fishing trip?
So what do you do with your time?
Do you like the taste of lemon or lime?
Or maybe acidic things are poisonous to you.
Do you like this boat, which is the color blue?
Or would you prefer a cruise ship to relax?
Does the fisherman here make you pay tax?
To be honest, they do consider you debris.
But you are as living as any tree.
How do you manage to survive so long?
Do you sing a siren song?
So you claim to not have any eyes.
I suppose I’ve never seen a barnacle blink in surprise.
Maybe I’ll leave you alone for now.
The fisherman is walking up to the bow.
It sounds like you don’t like the attention.
I’m a news reporter, I forgot to mention.
Don’t worry, I’ll keep you anonymous today.
And leave you to enjoy the waves on this bay.
Barnacle goose kid
Jumps from four hundred meters
Starts life through struggle
To eat green grass on the shore
Mother shows- Life is thorny
April 22, 2021
Chattogram © Mahtab Bangalee
Barnacles Soundless Dream
sun travels elsewhere
calm mandarin orange sea
barnacles embrace
8/5/2018
She was drowning when
he pulled her on board his ship.
She held to his grip
anxious to start the trip.
He treated her wound with kindness,
shined her path with brightness,
took her to wondrous places,
and cured her blindness.
Soon she was hungry for more.
His touch now feels sore.
The moment they could see the shore,
she made her way to the door,
and said, “I don’t want this anymore”.
She was a barnacle on my bum
Following me around town
getting jealous if I talked to another girl
even if they were 91.
I didn't want to hurt her
because she was so sweet
But every time I turned around
she'd be there on the street
Some times she used to frighten me
I'd have nightmare in bed at night
She was like a heat seeking missile
and she had me in her sites.
She had lips like Mick Jagger
and was always kissing me
And all because I complimented her once
and bought her a cup of tea
Now she's besotted
and wants to marry me.
I can't see what she sees in me
I try to avoid her like the plague
I was scared to leave the house
But had to and be brave.
I had to always be on the watch
Like a hunting cat
be as agile as a ballerina
and as stealthy as a rat.
But then she found a boyfriend
I was happy as can be
Because he now had a barnacle on his bum
Phew! and not me.
Peter Dome.copyright.2014.march.
The barnacle is not what you may think
No mollusc this, no limpet dull and drab
It's lack of adult movement hides the link
To cousins like the lobster and the crab.
Hermaphrodite, a male and female phase
Alternate, and thus its offspring make
It's lifecycle is one which should amaze
What follows are the forms that it will take.
Nauplius. Expelled and floating free
Small and mobile, soft shell on its back
It swims with other plankton in the sea
Bottom of the food chain: just a snack.
Cyprid. In this stage it does not feed
It only searches with a sole intent
To find the roost and friends that it will need
Where it can stick itself down with cement.
So here we are: the adult that we know
Settled down and to its choice home bound
Mature it still has those wild oats to sow
Priapically, it still can get around.
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