Post No. 855
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Silver Fish
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Flash of silver quick as lightning
Fleet of fin (ha) they catch a ride
On the backwash of each wave
Taking shelter behind cropped rocks
Knowing the music of the sea
Feeling the rhythm of the water
Breathing in, breathing out
Anticipating even the crabs’
Sideways stagger —
Silent hunters of the ocean floor —
Confident of the secret pathways
Shortcuts made to aid escape
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©Denise G Allen, 15 August 2015 08:24