Goldfish Poems - Poems about Goldfish

Good morning Mr. Goldie And welcome to the show. How is life for a goldfish, Our viewers would like to know? Well, as you can see, my world is round, So I have three-sixty vision. I can see the sideboard over there And round here’s the television. I watch a lot of programmes And I like them on the whole. But sometimes I’d change channels If...

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We were once bejeweled dolphins frolicking within the starry glitter of a spiritual sea our freedoms were gilded and fathomless then eyeless ogres of mayhem and madness steadily parched our happiness and peace tempered our smiles, muffled our clicks... until there was nothing, but blackness left. They've molded us into skittish goldfish trapped us in their rose stemmed glasses feeding us a few rancid...

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I'm slowly evaporating from this verbal tennis match For some reason we continue to give breath to these vapor windy circles Brewing a coffee tornado that is going to spill all over my shirt And they say don't cry over spilled milk, but there's a river of rain I've been holding back And I'll be damned if I...

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Goldfish were in a decorating contest this week They painted their scales in patterns that peek Outdoing each other in swirls, lines, shapes and dots. I saw them as far away as twelve hundred knots....

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The goldfish follows me As I cross the room Bubbles aerate his coral His eyes darken His movements deliberate I fear he dreams of being a shark And of me falling into his bowl. ...

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So this is my world, eh? This is a square world. Triangle? Could it be a round ... okay? Do they call this flying ... no? I know that I'm not walking. What am I doing? I forgot. I do that a lot. Forget things. Oh well. I think I'll just swim. That's it! Swimming. I'm swimming. And all of this is water. Though it's weird. Water's free. Wide and free, It is not in...

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Goldfish dream maker in her red pajamas with footsies Is traveling the sky route with the wiggly jiggly gootsies We don’t bother to give her a wave, for she is so busy. If I had to follow her lead, I would be incredibly dizzy....

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Their silver nightclub microphones were mega-big, giant size I’d say Three sensuous singing goldfish stepped up to sing the night away They started with Chattanooga Choo Choo which always makes me cry Ending up with a hearts and flower song where some creepy guppies die....

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Deep in the middle of the middle of the Indian Sea Was a goldfish whisperer, who is known only to me. I saw her in my dreams, wearing coral and green. She enticed goldfish, they were flipping downstream. They matched her dress, her demeanor, even her hair. They seemed excited and enthusiastic beyond compare. I had never seen anyone making these...

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Imagine that a cat and fish are friends, well, my sweet kitty cat loves my goldfish; hours and hours watching them she spends, while they show off, dance, spin, whirl, twirl and swish ! She never tries to hurt them or catch them, and I think that they feel safe in their bowl; drifting- each like a floating golden...

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Kitten pauses over fishbowl because, it can't stand wetting its dry and clean paws. So the goldfish are safe, free from the jaws. And don't they know it, as they flap applause, When they nonchalantly swim with no cause For fear of cat, which obeys nature's laws....

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Please be gentle with them! Mary Lou’s mother had said. Mary Lou took them out most carefully and patted their head. They flipped and flopped weirdly for her mother’s favorite daughter. Unfortunately no one told her goldfish need to stay in the water....

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My heart sore liken a goldfish bowl an aquarium filled with neon tetra fishes so you are skimming, swimming, through my heart in due process yet ever so smart my love for you is blue your favorite color is to royalty astounded your heart found it I cherish your colors hue you my heart...

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goldfish loved the chase Merchild did too They swam good and hard In the waters so blue goldfish got caught But slipped away easily A regular chasing day in the Mediterranean Sea...

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My goldfish Finster Darcy Speaks English but not Farsi He has an education And moral reputation He does kung-fu better than you He's such an inspiration....

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