The Hook Poem by Susan Lacovara

Watching fishermen
On the jetty rocks
Casting lines
Into the great sea
Their patience tested
Waiting for the right one
Lured to nibble, hooked
Reeled in
A keeper


I was that swimming fish
Free in the swells
Of blue and green
Until tangled in your line
Failed to fight the current
Scooped up by your net
And presented you
Your prize catch

You should have left me
In the deep
Safe in the school of many
Going unnoticed
My colors hidden beneath the surface
But you pulled me
To the shore of you
In your bucket
To be carried home
A filet for your feast
And once your hunger
Satisfied, full
You return to the next
Nearest jetty
In a new locale
And cast your line once more