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The river flowing. The sound of it on it's way. Fish tagging along.   (A Haiku)
I love to fish bass. The blue fleck power worm kills. The large bass is caught.  
My personality is ferocious, I'll go off on you without percaution, I'll viciously tear off your head with my words, I will creep up on you and attack you with my speech.
I fell in love by the shore. Nose wide open. In a cool curve I felt a ripple of bliss. Through my eyes I followed every motion. Every gleam that shown through vibrant hue. The echo of true loves kiss.
Oh the great sea How it rocks to and fro Carrying its children Up above and deep below They are all loved, by the ocean held in its embrace
Fish Tale, Fish Tale, in shades of green and blue. They hold so many colors, and they hold so many hues. Fish Tale, Fish Tale,
I see the world in its beautyOthers see me in fear   I see the world in its graceOthers see me and sneer   Something calls me outA shriek, a scream, a screech  
I wish I could be like the other hares Running around the yard without a care,  but I can only sit here and surmize that feeling of running to get the prize.
what I remember about you. Calloused toes perched on the edge of a rough wooden plank, goggles pulled tight against SPF-oiled skin. Untamable golden-brown curls submerged in Ozark waters.
A drop of poison Turns into bucket fulls Sinking Deep Into the ocean. Its deepest pits Caught slipping Silhouettes Of rocks Secrets And algae. Broken words and glass
The water is too murky The water is too gray. The water is too polluted. To see the fish at bay. For the fisherman had never thought That his fish would have never been caught
Fishy, fishy, Swim, swim, swim,   What's it like inside your bowl? Is it hot or cold? Out here, in the air, The temperature is fare, But the serene life of you,
Fish keep me sane enrich my real name Give me peace in my heart like art for a start I wish I could fish for a scholarship dish A fish on a dish with a scholarship wish      
Wispy clouds sweep across the vast ocean above Grass whispers the heartbeat of the tide Rolling gently out and back again Feathered fish dart into cloud-waves And you wish flying were so easy
Like a misty, ocean morning, smokey blue pale enough to be grey, cobalt towards the western cliffs.   A fisherman sets out in the early chill with a fire lit lamp. It's glow shocking life into 
i am a tortured dustball sitting on the kitchen floor      polishing a bagel       with a veneer of peanut butter.   slim, competent,  crusty and grumbling at Iggy the Fish -
At the midpoint Of a high meandering brook Flicks the tail of a brook trout.   The lithe tail curves In the still cool shade of the shelter of the bank
I like to go out on the boat I sure hope it floats
I see you   In a clear compact box
I am calm, Floating in my watery home. But my confidence will fail If you lift me away From my only known world. I will thrash and I will squirm, Throwing my agitation in your face.  
With filters, I may look "girlie"  I may look happy and carefree.  Therefore, you may not think of me as a band "dork" How can I be a marching band girl with good looks?
When I walk, heads turn "Who is this girl with all the confidence in the world"? Lift my head high, you would'a swore I was lookin at God himself! When I talk, heads turn
  When I was eight years old, I was a ghost for Halloween. But when I knocked on my neighbor’s door, she still noticed me and handed me a Snickers bar. But you didn’t do the same.
Some flash exotic colors of Baby Lips Others puff out with dominance
Wherever I am, As long as I’m out, Over the blue waters I go To catch some trout.   But never after a full moon. That’s when they have their feasts. With the moonlight shining over the water,
Small, happy red fish flipping in the bright blue waves. Jump, splash, goodbye friend.
She's stronger than a willow In a thunder storm Soft as a heart of gold
Have you ever considered the mind of a fish? Whether he laments his glass imprsonment And dreams of swimming in the ocean?   Have you ever pondered the state of a house?
So I live in beautiful, sunny Honolulu, Hawaii Pristine beaches and year-round summer weather Right? True For the most part. I walk to school every morning, 10 AM
LoveThe largest ocean in the seaAnd the deadliestFor it has no islandNo escapeFor you will become blindFrom all the sharksPulling your leg like no tomorrowOnly gazing at the breath 
 I daydream/     about having you/           I would be in your arms/    You would be mine/        And i would be yours/        and we would never/          ever have to let go/    then i go to sleep/     and m
The aquatic garden, when seen from space, is vast, mystical, and blue It has many unique, sea creatures living in it too Some burrow, some float, some dart from side to side
I am a big fish you are not a big fish ya bish I truly am big
Out about Seek out the trout Who's a scaling sight from sea.   Down and Under Beneath the flounder Whose body spins to see.   I took the bait and asked "How long should I wait
The cave fish swim Round and round Going nowhere Blind in the dark   Most have no eyes But one fish sees Sees the blackness Feels the hopelessness   The fish with eyes
on a crystal lake yonder stood a boytrying to catch a brilliant blue koitugging his branch of dental flosshe wanted to show the world who's boss son it's Monday morning rise and shinewhat are you doing out on a day so finewhere's your pencils, pap
The vast blue liquid all around Surrounds my every move I keep on swimming all day long I have so much to prove   The slimy seaweed flotas around The starfish probe the floor
  Ashes to ashes. Stardust to stardust.   Not something you can take with you Exactly But not something you can easily Relinquish. Grow claws just to clutch at it for a
From the Deep it rises I catch my breath for it surprises me when I see it a hundred feet below me It's scales shining in the water like a knight in shining amor. It gets closer as I reel.
The fish, the fish Beautiful at first So smart and intelligent He'll seduce you to come close But only for a moment The fish, the fish So handsome and lovely
Blending together, they are. Like reflections on water. Memories, like a cookie jar. These thoughts they slaughter.
Oh how I wish that I could stay under the blue and beneath the waves, exploring secrets that remain unseen even by scientists in a submarine.
Little fish in the bowl, why dost thou swim In such transparency, sheltered and saved Guarded by glass walls, untouched, scaly, dim Surrounded by comfort, creature enslaved
Yesterday finding a suitor seemed doubtful even though millions of fish live in the sea. No one could spark my life, it continued to remain dull. Just as I began to lose hope, you found me.
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