November 4, 2010
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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 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Mar. 8, 2015 at 10:59 am
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
Ray--yoThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Mar. 6, 2015 at 10:12 am
I do not know if i understand it correctly, but it seemed, it felt, beautiful. Amazing!
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