Gold Fish By Hilda Conkling

Gold Fish By Hilda Conkling Like a shot of gold Or an arrow darting With thin gold wings He swims . . . Now around . . . then straight Then a swish of tail . . . Then zigzag all along With a kind of stiff smile . . . In ponds or bowls […]

One, Two, Three, Four, Five By Anonymous

One, Two, Three, Four, Five By Anonymous One, two, three, four, five, Once I caught a fish alive, Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, Then I let it go again. Why did you let it go? Because it bit my finger so. Which finger did it bite? This little finger on the right. Copyright © by […]

When The Brook Trout Leaps By Anonymous

When The Brook Trout Leaps By Anonymous The slender dew-tipped grasses are trembling in the breeze, The east is blushing rosy red beneath the Sun’s caress, The wild rose bends to kiss the stream—but only Nature sees, And the reed-harps play weird music just above the water cress. The quail is calling loudly where the […]

A Smile To Remember By Charles Bukowski

A Smile To Remember By Charles Bukowski we had goldfish and they circled around and around in the bowl on the table near the heavy drapes covering the picture window and my mother, always smiling, wanting us all to be happy, told me, ‘be happy Henry! ‘ and she was right: it’s better to be […]

Fishes In The Brook By Friedrich Fröbel

Fishes In The Brook By Friedrich Fröbel Merrily in the brooklet clear, Swim the bright fishes far and near, Now darting, now floating, ever they go, Some of them straight, some bent like a bow. Copyright © by the owner. Discover More Poetry

Enigmas

The Hill We Climb By Pablo Neruda You’ve asked me what the lobster is weaving there with his golden feet? I reply, the ocean knows this. You say, what is the ascidia waiting for in its transparent bell? What is it waiting for? I tell you it is waiting for time, like you. You ask […]

Upon The Fish In The Water By John Bunyan

Upon The Fish In The Water By John Bunyan The water is the fish’s element; Take her from thence, none can her death prevent; And some have said, who have transgressors been, As good not be, as to be kept from sin. The water is the fish’s element: Leave her but there, and she is […]

At The Fishhouses By Elizabeth Bishop

At The Fishhouses By Elizabeth Bishop Although it is a cold evening, down by one of the fishhouses an old man sits netting, his net, in the gloaming almost invisible, a dark purple-brown, and his shuttle worn and polished. The air smells so strong of codfish it makes one’s nose run and one’s eyes water. […]

The Fish By William Bluter Yeats

The Fish By William Bluter Yeats Although you hide in the ebb and flow Of the pale tide when the moon has set, The people of coming days will know About the casting out of my net, And how you have leaped times out of mind Over the little silver cords, And think that you […]

A Fish Answers By James Henry Leigh Hunt

A Fish Answers By James Henry Leigh Hunt Amazing monster! that, for aught I know, With the first sight of thee didst make our race For ever stare! O flat and shocking face, Grimly divided from the breast below! Thou that on dry land horribly dost go With a split body and most ridiculous pace, […]