100 Worder A Fishy tale
Janet Bunce
Fishy
Green Ale (with acknowledgement to Harry Potter)
I know I haven’t
always been a fish but it seems daft that I should reason that.
Every day I swim in shoals trying to
catch minnows or trying to hide from predators.
My companions seem oblivious to the
perils but not me.
How many times have I seen them chasing
false bait or eaten in one large mouth?
When I see lines it creates a memory
for me.
I remember waders, casting in, lager
in hand watching for a bite.
Oh how the tide turns.
If only they (unlike me) believed in
karma.
What comes around, goes around
(sometimes!)
Janet Bunce is enjoying writing short pieces. When not writing she works in financial services, runs in the forest and travels as much as possible with her husband.
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