198 Fish Wish

Posted on February 2, 2016 by Ken Greenman

I wish I am a fish
as I walk the beach,
sandals plopping on
soft, damp sand.
A fish, swimming just
beyond the crests,
looking out for pelicans,
terns, gulls,
for bigger fish with
bigger teeth.
A fish,
conscious of the dangers
confronting him.
In other words,
a fish
wishing it is a man
walking the beach,
sandles plopping on
soft damp sand,
wishing.

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About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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