Orlando Belo

(Derby, England)

A Fishy Tale


A Japanese gentleman in Tokyo
kept koi carp in an outdoor pond.
They all had beautiful colourings
and they grew to be incredibly long.

At sunrise one Monday morning
he noticed something quite odd.
Two of the fish appeared to be different
and were kissing by a leafy pod.

At first he couldn’t believe what he was seeing,
but both had a human face.
They were blowing bubbles as they were talking
and what they said was out of place.

They spoke of their dreams and aspirations,
and a new life in a larger pond.
The very next day the land became flooded,
as though someone waved a magic wand.

Submitted: Sunday, April 03, 2011
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