Best Fish Out Of Water Poems

I wonder who I’ll be when alone
A salmon spent on Lagunitas creek
A giving tree robbed of it nuts
A sunset rooster with no eggs
When your chick has flown the nest
Even if for a summer vacation
Who’ll give you meaning when life is fallow?
Who will you be when...

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After the inhalation of all my burdens,
I exhale,
In the coldness of my breath - a mist containing all my dreams.
Lying half awake on the seashore, silent, reminiscing under the sun's beams...

...I was swimming in the current near the trenches,
back stroking til I was pulled by...

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lying in bed thinking 
like a lump fish out of water
gasping for air...

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I I watch as you lay like a fish with no water.
Scales open and close with fury and violence 
Yet,  nothing in return

"Like so is life", you say
Still gasping; Still searching 
Eternal search, yet infinitely barren
Always, yielding nothing in return.

You continue, though you grow...

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Floundering on the shore
Of a new-found land
Couldn't breathe air
Til I landed on sand
Purely by accident
Not by my hand
Purely by accident
Can't understand....

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am I more valid when I am in water
I am apt to explore outside my bubble
a gurgle of spoken word
unknown
on my scales the weight
of air

I swim
through the sky
the dream
scares the girl
for me it’s divine

‘fore I reach the pinnacle
she’s pinched
liquid eyes open
to prison of glass

...

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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 the strands that loosely 
float my day, making 
their easy way towards
a dark clumped deep
in my...

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You, skinny dipping,
is making each fish desire
to become a man....

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Have you swam the forests      under the seas
glided it's waters             wandered it's keys
watched the gray giants            ...

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I went out with my dad today, to swim beneath the sea.
He took me by the hand and said ‘just stay right next to me’.

We stepped out to the water and we swam out on a wave,
I was nervous and excited but I tried to...

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(Written about 2005, as a sonnet, but I cannot recall why I used 13 rather than 14 syllables per line. Maybe Petrachan? Forgive me if it fails the sonnet test.)


For My Wife and Daughters: STREAMS OF CONSCIOUSNESS
eighty percent water in me wants unity here
oscillating in...

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I sit by the waters edge
Sitting on the border of a concrete ledge
Surrounded by miss-shaped rocks
Formed by the years of repeated water knocks

I throw a line in the water
As a man sits next to me with his son and daughter
On my line I get a...

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In the twilight glow of drinking
Racing gaily over dunes
Stripping down, a natural beauty
Bouncing curves shaped by the moon

“What’s your name, again?” He questions
“Chrissie,” she calls, rather stunning
He asks, concerned, “Where are we going?”
 “Swimming!” she then answers, running

And so he chases her, enchanted
Awkwardly pulling at...

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Under the sea I will be,                                                   swimming with much glee.                    ...

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koi dress in sunlight
gray rocks, slimy, remain cold
lake knows of roundness...

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