Saturday, November 19, 2011

awaited prize

Once again a poem from my collection of 6 months ago, I hope you enjoy the read :)

The yellow Star
as its spotlight
water dances
a fervent tango,

he battles
piercing through its pace
he waits, and waits more

at a corner by the current
like a tiger for his prey
ever ready,

drumming of the waves
penetrate his eardrums,
music at a distance
people dance to it
a celebration
he is not bothered,

sun-rays reflect
a magma ball
he doesn't flinch,

at the slightest nibble
he pulls with might
and sees the salsa
of the fish.