Wriggle in darkness
Until diamonds fall to feed
Slippery ideas
Rising
Devouring
Tasting my need.
[Picture: These are the progeny of our three original pond fish. And the latecomers haven't even arrived yet! The largest fish showing off is one of the patriarchs. He is 10 years old and measures about a foot long and six inches high.]
19 comments:
Neat analogy, Jason.
I like the quiet of this poem. (And the wriggling image reminds me of James and the Giant Peach!)
I love the shape it makes. Are we talking about fish or a writers need to create?
Will you be able to keep them all in the same pond or have to give some away?
Bernita, :)
JLB, that's a great comparison! I love doing these little observations paired with photographs.
Scott, both.
Flood, a couple of years ago, we gave away around 15. We could definitely do that again. Probably 20 or 25. If you were closer, I've give you some. :)
Thank you, Jason, for this little snapshot of tranquility and beauty in the midst of a manic world.
I agree, I love coming here because it's always so peaceful.
Wow. I don't think we ever had any fish live past three months!!!
Looks like the "big fish in a small pond" syndrome. However, very quieting and soothing none the less. Thanks Jason for another thought provoking picture.
That is a very cool action pick! Love how the lighting glances off the water. =D
Great photo, Jason. The combination of colors amid the swirling water is especially nice. :)
Terri, I'm very happy to do so. :)
Writing Blind, that means a great a deal me. Thanks for saying so!
Melissa, we've had very good luck with this species. We had Koi also, but during one particularly cold winter, we lost all 14.
Robert, the fish have quite a bit of room, but this one is definitely the bully (in size at least). :)
Kelly, that's what gave me the "diamonds" idea. Those fish get pretty frisky!
Jeff, thanks! Sometimes I reach in and pet them.
Who would have though that feeding fish would feed your dreams?
The fish are lovely. Nice picture.
Great picture and poem. I can't believe how big you said the fish is, it's hard to tell in the pic.
slippery ideas... nice
Mermaid, the pictures breathe on their own. A different life than the moment they were born.
Dana, thanks!
Anthony, it was a shock the first time I had him in my hands (the year we netted a bunch to give them away).
Eileen, some days they're harder to catch than others.
another response not showing up
although it wasn't very profound or
even very intelligent - I just thought I'd point out how extemely
Creepy that photo is if you hadn't explained what it was. Something thrown up in outer space? nasty biological goop? tar ponds?
lets see if this appears.
Anna, sometimes blogger is very naughty. Thanks for not taking no for an answer!!
Nasty biological goop...I like that!
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