Fish poems.......:P

Ode to the Common Goldfish

Carassius auratus - Not Just Feeder Fish!
By Lisa Englander
Goldfish are just as beautiful,
As the cichlids that my friends rave.
So why do they make fun of me,
Just cuz they are my fave?
Some may just be comets,
While others are quite rare.
To scoff at the whole lot of them,
I don't think this is fair.
They say my goldfish are just feeders-
Not like their beloved haps...
My fish are pets, have character,
Theirs just swims in laps.
Are they jealous that my breed
have colors just as bright?
My ranchus don't need heaters,
To keep them warm at night!
So maybe there aren't orandas
That comes in violet or blue.
In the coming generations,
who knows if this stays true?
They are just as striking
In orange and white, I think.
They don't need to come in colors,
Like purple, green or pink.
Some they have great headgrowth
While others, they do not.
Theirs might have a little stripe,
And some just have a dot.
Some have eyes with tassels,
And some gaze to the sky.
The cichlids lay eggs too,
Big deal - they tend their fry.
Mine have laid their little eggs
And theirs, as well, have spawn.
But when the great big heater fails-
All of theirs are gone.
We use the exact same filters,
Tanks, and what-have-you.
In their house they raise the bugs,
While I just don't have to.
Mine get along just fine
With pellets, peas and zucchini,
While they are hatching brine shrimp-
I'm in my bikini!
I feed them the pellets,
The bloodworms and the flakes.
My fish are just as cared for,
Of this, make no mistake.
I don't see cichlids in varieties,
like the goldfish I have seen.
Like the shubunkin and the dragonback,
And some of theirs are mean.
White bodies and a bright red cap,
How incredible is that?
How could you not love a fish,
So egg-shaped and so fat!
I adore the goldfish
Of them I'm very fond,
And I don't see my friends,
putting Oscars in a pond!
A very ancient art,
In China they are raised.
In the club where I belong,
I am always hazed.
I don't think this is right.
How can this all be true?
If only they would get a life
And also get a clue!
Being sacred in their land
The Chinese can attest,
With tails that fan and eyes that bulge,
The goldfish is the best!
 
There was a Tetra from Nantucket....
 
on a empty drive through
I wake up and see clearly
beneath the murky waters
ponder's great truth

The fixin I'll be damned
when i have a rod at hand
toss the bait out once more
in hopes a fish will rise once more

sigh for moments lost
adjure the minute will last
oh, thou mystery is solve
Beneath the clouds that cast


Norman Seid
 
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