Donations are essential to keep Write Out Loud going    

Popular last 30 days

love poetry Life war nature beauty poet poem poems writer

Popular last 12 months

love poetry life poem nature war death poet loss pain

Fish (Remove filter)

Na Gaotha (The Winds)

Author unknown

An ghaoth aduaidh bíonn sí crua,

Is cuireann sí gruaim ar dhaoine,

 

An ghaoth aneas bíonn sí tais,

Is cuireann sí rath ar shíolta,

 

An ghaoth anoir bíonn sí tirim,

Is cuireann sí sioc istoíche,

 

An ghaoth aniar bíonn sí fial,

Is cuireann sí iasc i líonta.

 

The north wind is hard,

And it depresses people,

The south wind is damp,

And...

Read and leave comments (0)

🌷(6)

Na GaothaThe WindsseedsfrostfishAn ghaoth aduaidhAn ghaoth aneasAn ghaoth anoirAn ghaoth aniar

A Field Trip to Belize

An ocean so crystal clear,

Watching the Southern Stingrays glide beneath the Pier.

An Island laden with palm trees,

With coconuts as many as you please.

 

Take a dive into the deep,

And from the Coral they will peep.

The bluest Blue Tang and the rockiest Rock Beauty,

The melodious French Grunt, a humorous Clown Wrasse and Sergeant Major on duty.

 

It’s a mystifying ca...

Read and leave comments (5)

🌷(4)

FishExploringField TripBelizeCentral Americahidden beauty

Wondering

I wonder now what sin is worse

As we destroy this fragile earth

Who should we condemn the most? Who curse?

The careless or he who cares not for its worth?

 

When we misfile our plastic waste

Do we sin more than those who double wrap;

When we buy packaged goods in daily haste

Is it our fault we fall into the plastic trap?

 

And when we recycle those plastic trays

Wh...

Read and leave comments (0)

🌷(3)

plasticsrecyclingearthoceansdestruction of oceanscoralsfishturtlesethicsgovernmentpackaging

Trout

The lake is still in the evening sun

A little breeze make the longer grass sway on the bank

and a ripple disturb the surface:

A mayfly lands

A swallow drinks and is gone before I see

With a rattle, a duck takes off from behind the island

Then it is still again

Beneath the reflections are fish

Sometimes - but not yet tonight -

A circle of ripples flows out from a rise

...

Read and leave comments (2)

🌷(2)

castingfishingfishtroutflieslakessummerpeacequietpastoraldamselflies

Lunch with my Grandmother

Those huge white flakes of fish

And the mashed potato dish

Have stayed in my memory

For sixty years

 

I remember the potato, creamy soft

Had a seasoned, peppery waft

And the choice of sauces:

Egg or parsley

 

It must have been a whole side of cod

I remember my grandfather like a god

Slowly stood to serve the fish

Separating the flakes

 

The etched glass...

Read and leave comments (2)

🌷(2)

LunchmemoriesgrandparentsfishcodpotatoBrighton

untitled

Stirred with a little spoon, the teabags swim

Like carp in golden liquid, fin to fin.

Read and leave comments (5)

🌷(3)

fishsimileteatea dances

The Fish

The other night I dreamt a strange dream of a fish that I’ve been thinking about ever since
What follows below are the events.

The fish was long and silver and it lay in my arms swaddled in cloth like a child
(The fish had no name).
And though I was repulsed by it I felt deeply that it needed affection, and
Perhaps I needed the same.

So I held the fish in my arms and though it did not sp...

Read and leave comments (1)

fishpoempoetry

River Prayers

from between the leaves

the shafts fall and draw

a hundred golden atria

shining through

the stained organics

of liquid glass

to the cloistral faithful

swimming beneath

Read and leave comments (0)

naturewaterriverfish

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message