Gilbert Diaz

Walking On A Fish

The clouds were coming faster and faster,
rain drops were falling on water.
The Sun started to hide, not to see.
What was I doing walking on a fish?

Celebration of waves were around me,
no place to run, what I must do?
Help, perhaps I must scream,
Help me, Help me, What is this?

Oh No! I don't know how to swim.
Help Me, Wow it was only a dream.

Poem Submitted: Monday, March 30, 2009
Poem Edited: Monday, March 30, 2009

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  • Joseph Poewhit (3/30/2009 2:10:00 PM)

    Reminded me of Moby Dick

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