Lovepats

Fish Wish

The problem

as I see it

I’m not a fish who flies

for if I were

a fish who flew

I know exactly

what I'd do

I’d swim a wild lap

or two

and take a great big breath

then launch myself

right out of here

and fly like real birds do

I want to feel

the fresh blue air

the wind beneath my fins

hear songs of little bluebirds

and barks of

Rin tin tins

My walls are glass

my dreams are big

content no more to do this gig

swimming round in circled lair

look out birds

I’m outta here!

Patricia Spreng

Today at One Stop Poetry you’ll find the wonderful words of poets.  Thank you to Mr. Peter Marshall for hosting this and providing the space to dream.