In Memorium

Only the strong survive
you seemed more like a
cat with nine lives

I sense your passing
the dull in your swim
the dimming of green

but watching you
left me serene
and at peace

Neruda, the poet fish
Lived a solitary life
Inspiring poetry

Putting me in a trance
found a way to make
words dance

Surviving the passing
of your tank mates
Eating timidly
Appetite light

Great listener
looked me in the eyes
and mouth a meaningful
reply, always an ally

Your spirit of strength
lives
my fish baby
leaving a beautiful
legacy to carry on.

Tank Life

Neruda the narcasstic

fish, that fell in love

now stuck in the tank

Staring at his reflection

peck, peck, peck

Loner, electric

green eyes

brooding in a corner

no surprises

just sulky

My fishy friends

Amaru parades

Black armor suit

the tank villain

an ambush, she’s slayed

 

 

Monroe finding freedom

fanning her fancy

tail, defeated the foe

releasing an exhale

 

 

Inti, neon bright

Rules the stones

swimming through plants

doing a vertical dance