Tunacola Poem by Justin Gildow

Docking my submarine
I stop at the island of Tunacola
An island shaped like a fish

Reaching the village
I can tell fishing is the big thing around here
As many of the residents here are fisherman
and fisherwomen

I greet some of the residents of Tunacola
And they greet me back
Some tell me about the varieties of fish that they've
caught
Some tell me clues to the sea
Some tell me clues to many other islands

After spending quite some time in Tunacola
And realizing that I must be going
The residents of Tunacola wish me well on a safe
journey
And I thank them for their stories and hospitality

Reaching my submarine
I start it
And sail away
I sail away to the east
Wondering what's next for me
Moving along on my journey