raindrops dimple the pond
fishes near the surface snap at them
expecting red reward
those in the depths, bellies
barely above the silt, rest easy,
ignoring the folly above
when the heavens grow restless
and pound the pool with hail, the bottom
dwellers remain placid
unperturbed by the sky's fury
or the whipping tails of the once fanciful
who now descend to their depths
Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 3:28 PM UTC
raindrops dimple the pond
fishes near the surface snap at them
expecting red reward
those in the depths, bellies
barely above the silt, rest easy,
ignoring the folly above
when the heavens grow restless
and pound the pool with hail, the bottom
dwellers remain placid
unperturbed by the sky's fury
or the whipping tails of the once fanciful
who now descend to their depths
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