D. C. Berry


On Reading Poems To A Senior Class At South High - Poem by D. C. Berry

Before
I opened my mouth
I noticed them sitting there
as orderly as frozen fish
in a package.

Slowly water began to fill the room
though I did not notice it
till it reached
my ears

and then I heard the sounds
of fish in an aquarium
and I knew that though I had
tried to drown them
with my words
that they had only opened up
like gills for them
and let me in.

Together we swam around the room
like thirty tails whacking words
till the bell rang

puncturing
a hole in the door

where we all leaked out

They went to another class
I suppose and I home

where Queen Elizabeth
my cat met me
and licked my fins
till they were hands again.


Comments about On Reading Poems To A Senior Class At South High by D. C. Berry

  • (12/25/2011 3:29:00 AM)


    Like this. Made a really nice change reading this.
    A great poem.
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  • (12/25/2011 3:03:00 AM)


    a fish wish to push glass door
    Together we swam around the room
    like thirty tails whacking words
    till the bell rang

    puncturing
    a hole in the door
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 25, 2011



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