The disgruntled goldfish
Put me in a dish.
For weeks my colorful goldfish swam
it's reddish, orangish, goldish head so calm
neck, body and fins flitting here and there
painted on eyes appearing to see naught anywhere
around and around in her little transparent bowl
caring not for the outside world slowly passing, so cold
it swam in utter contentment
Or so I thought with wry amusement
This morning, however, I awoke
to find, almost giving myself a stroke
to my utter and total consternation
that I was the one under observation
I was trapped in the watery depth
imprisoned in the stillness, out of breath
swimming around and around
within a transparent goldfish bowl
Seated at the table, fins enfold
a shrewd look of satisfaction upon its face
was the darned goldfish out of place
Lips pursed, head held high in disdain and pride
it ogled me, eyes unmoving, daring me. Oh I cried tears
I fear though, tears are not seen within a bowl of liquid
oh! such a waste of bodily tears intrepid
We constantly remove life from its natural environs
then be surprised when the day finally arrives for retribution
when they say enough is enough
And we finally, fully in sense and touch
receive a taste of our own medicine!
Times two! Tis true!
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About the Creator
Novel Allen
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Comments (4)
I really liked this one a lot, I enjoyed the sense of irony throughout.
This one pulled me in right away with the title and photo and did not disappoint!! 😱😁👏👏👏
Indeed, but I like a good open space type zoo. I’ve had goldfish in the past but I alway felt sorry for them as it was a tiny bowl and not a huge aquarium. 🙁
Nice piece 💖✨