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
my fish baby
leaving a beautiful
legacy to carry on.


quiet echoes stir

Heavy presence, memories 

Permeate past walls