Fascination

Curved silver in his rippling world,

veiled in floating lace,

wends and leaps upon his prey -

a fish.

I marveled on the nature

of his existence, as if of life beyond 

our planet, and watched him swoon,

intent upon the worm which was

my wish.

So then I reeled him in and saw

him bathed in butter, dressed

up smart for dinner, sweet

and tender, served with peas

and carrots on a dish -

my fish.  

The End