Whale Of A Tale Poem by Armadillo Poet

The ship, it sinks
And to my loss
A cable grabs my leg

I take a breath
And see the sailors
Scream bubbles in despair

And as the last light ripples
A whale comes
And drifts

The whale gives a strong
But melancholy song
And I see her eat
Each thing that peeps
Bubbles, feet and all

She grabs the anchors
Of the ship
And with me
Starts to fall

In the blackest of her eye
She tells a tale:

The whale wanders
From shoal to pole
Skirting her calfling along
With the tip of her fin
She smiles at him
And lifts whenever he falls

But the story she tells
Is of flight
And of fear...

They chase and she turns
From the ice to the deep
But she knows they are fast
At fin

They chase and she turns
But soon after she learns
That the calfling will drown
In the deep

She lifts as she can
But with only a fin
She cannot hug
Or defend

So instead she
Presents to the sky
Her young lamb
And soon after
The feast begins

I fear of a world
That scares mothers
But I have only
The time to cry:

Woe...To the red..In the deep...Of the sea
To mothers, your young ones may die.