November 4, 2010
By ElliottW SILVER, Waikoloa, Hawaii
ElliottW SILVER, Waikoloa, Hawaii
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Delicate, it floats
Shimmering and waving, it
Lives and dies a—

The last word of the haiku evades me
Is it possible to describe such a thing,
So flamboyant as the Weedy Seadragon
With something so simple as a syllable?
I admire its rippling ridges, and
The clever curves of its flapping fins.
But a single syllable evades capture.

I examine an empty tank
“Exhibit under renovation”
I peer at the contours of my own face reflected in the glass
And I wonder if I am on display.

Later, I stare into a more clever sight:
An apparently vacant prison cell
Searching for the exotic fish advertised in the exhibit’s description,
I find nothing.
With the genius born of imagined desperation,
I look to the top of the tank,
Finding the silvery end of the preserving water, obscuring what lies beyond.
I wonder if I might see a hand, the hand of God,
Nourishing lonely fishes
Reaching through that silver sky
To nowhere
From nowhere.

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JRaye PLATINUM said...
on Mar. 8 2015 at 10:59 am
JRaye PLATINUM, Dorr, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
"If you build your house far enough away from Trouble, then Trouble will never find you."

"Have you ever looked fear in the face and said, 'I just don't care.'?"

Really beautiful, painted such a gorgeous image inn my head - I hate it when I can't fully capture what I see or what I'm feeling too, the beginning was a good intro :) Awesome

on Mar. 6 2015 at 10:12 am
Ray--yo PLATINUM, Kathmandu, Other
43 articles 2 photos 581 comments

Favorite Quote:
God Makes No Mistakes. (Gaga?)
"I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right." -Liesel Meminger via Markus Zusac, "The Book Thief"

I do not know if i understand it correctly, but it seemed, it felt, beautiful. Amazing!


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