"wrasse" poems - Hello Poetry

Lone leatherback cruises up from the deep, pausing on the fragile reef to feast ancient eyes upon the show, a bright parade laid out below butterfly couples paired for life, graceful angels in black and white stripe brilliant clowns and their toxic lovers, a plodding gang of giant groupers puffers bob like comic balloons, humble gobies on every menu beaked parrotfish grinding the coral down, in the ears a constant sound cowfish blowing puckered kisses, sea stars catching fishy wishes white-tipped, hammerhead, tiger sharks, triggerfish mean bite worse than their bark untamed unicorns too wild to ride, dogfish snapping, biting alongside coral trout color-shifting fools, attracting ladies in dull-hued schools **** headed wrasse rumbling through, thick lips mumbling go get a room sea horses nod in labyrinth caves, razor-toothed eels lying in wait if tentacled embrace should be your fate, nudibranchs will light the way to a place of bliss, none of this can exist, without the builders coral and algae bewildered, the ways of man egotistical rising ocean temperatures, carbon emissions, and el Niño victim of abundant greed, say goodbye to the Great Barrier Reef so massive is this magical place, one can see it from outer space astronauts witness its demise, ninety-percent barren, bleached bone white.

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Apr 27, 2016

Apr 27, 2016 at 1:58 PM UTC

denel-kessler

Reef

Lone leatherback cruises up from the deep, pausing on the fragile reef to feast ancient eyes upon the show, a bright parade laid out below butterfly couples paired for life, graceful angels in black and white stripe brilliant clowns and their toxic lovers, a plodding gang of giant groupers puffers bob like comic balloons, humble gobies on every menu beaked parrotfish grinding the coral down, in the ears a constant sound cowfish blowing puckered kisses, sea stars catching fishy wishes white-tipped, hammerhead, tiger sharks, triggerfish mean bite worse than their bark untamed unicorns too wild to ride, dogfish snapping, biting alongside coral trout color-shifting fools, attracting ladies in dull-hued schools **** headed wrasse rumbling through, thick lips mumbling go get a room sea horses nod in labyrinth caves, razor-toothed eels lying in wait if tentacled embrace should be your fate, nudibranchs will light the way to a place of bliss, none of this can exist, without the builders coral and algae bewildered, the ways of man egotistical rising ocean temperatures, carbon emissions, and el Niño victim of abundant greed, say goodbye to the Great Barrier Reef so massive is this magical place, one can see it from outer space astronauts witness its demise, ninety-percent barren, bleached bone white.

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"They don't come to the glass when the people aren't here", the woman tells us. But we are here, and they are entranced. It is odd to be watched, acknowledged. They are expectant, swimming in our reflections. The rays, back and forth and eager; sharks, watchful and aloof; a cleaner wrasse, distracted from his task - they hang there in mastery of their medium A shoal of unanswerable questions, still watching as we shuffle off, dumbfounded.

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Jul 10, 2017

Jul 10, 2017 at 8:48 AM UTC

alan-mcclure

Fish

"They don't come to the glass when the people aren't here", the woman tells us. But we are here, and they are entranced. It is odd to be watched, acknowledged. They are expectant, swimming in our reflections. The rays, back and forth and eager; sharks, watchful and aloof; a cleaner wrasse, distracted from his task - they hang there in mastery of their medium A shoal of unanswerable questions, still watching as we shuffle off, dumbfounded.

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*look up to the sky, till it is nothing but a crowd, a crowd of misty dreams, a sky of puffy clouds. look down to the ground, till it is nothing but a bed, a bed of history long forgotten, a rendition of what lays ahead. look at the horizon, the perfection of where they merge, the love they share with each other, feel its power surge. now look in the mirror, at yourself till it becomes nothing but glass unite yourself with who you see, become in your ocean the wrasse. look at yourself like you look at nature's wonders, look at your outer self with love, not forgetting the beauty of what's under.*

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Nov 20, 2015

Nov 20, 2015 at 12:21 PM UTC

scatteredcacophonies

beyond the horizon

*look up to the sky, till it is nothing but a crowd, a crowd of misty dreams, a sky of puffy clouds. look down to the ground, till it is nothing but a bed, a bed of history long forgotten, a rendition of what lays ahead. look at the horizon, the perfection of where they merge, the love they share with each other, feel its power surge. now look in the mirror, at yourself till it becomes nothing but glass unite yourself with who you see, become in your ocean the wrasse. look at yourself like you look at nature's wonders, look at your outer self with love, not forgetting the beauty of what's under.*

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