Fresh Fish
Have you heard about Brown’s Seafood?
Pretty popular place to eat Seafood.
On this day the patrons seemed to get more than they
had come for. We pulled up to get a bite to eat and had forgotten
about the Full Moon and High Tide. We had the 4×4 truck
and would have been fine except I found myself refusing to wade through
THAT to park and go in and eat.
I know you thought I was Fearless
What (one word) do these three words have in common?
fish
china
dry
Filling Up
Flow
Eyes turn to stare
At the new fish on the street
Dirty brown, ragged, dusty, filthy.
A pure-bred,
A perfect addition to their collection
In the tank.
Joining the ranks of four others,
A school, lined up in neat row.
Body after body after body after body after body
Resting on their tails – fish have no legs.
More eyes stare.
Their mouths open and close – but no one hears.
Fish make no noise.
Their eyes plead as yet another cent drops, more, more, they cry! – but
Fish have no choice.
Their scales flinch as a stray coin hits them – but no one cares.
Fish have no voice.
The water engulfs them,
Hundred pairs of huge eyes are magnified
Inspecting the fish.
A fish bubbles – his final one -
The reverie breaks, the other fish scatter,
And the people walk away to their lunches in fancy restaurants
Fish and chips, nicely buttered.
What could be the possible reason to place such pretty pieces of ART and not block the
ugliness of the electrical boxes and AC units for this building.
No matter how much I loved VA Beach, there is so much more people in charge could do with a little common sense.
You all here know I love the sea
but some will see there is more to me.
I love the mountains in Spring, Summer and Fall
you will never find me here come winter, well ok if it 50
degrees maybe I will take a ride towards here.
We follow the Kanc as locals here in NH call a section
of RTE 112. Have you ever traveled up here in the NH
White Mountain National Forest? Do you remember hearing
about our states symbol, The Old Man on the Mountain falling( it was a rock formation)?
There are lots of things to do and see up here during all of our four seasons.
Hiking, camping, swimming and fishing oh and yes skiing too.
Not for me mind you but the highways are packed every
Friday night with people headed north, to do what it is that is their favorite pastime.
My favorite would be hiking and camping with a nice fire at the end of a long day.
Stories being told, laughter heard as we sit under the millions of stars overhead.
Don’t forget to check it out when you are up in New England. Sit along a stream
and you might even see ME I will be the one with the CAMERA , lol
This photo is of our changing leaves, though this one is of PEAK COLOR which has passed
since fall is coming and I want you to come see NH for yourself, OK Vermont and Maine too.
MA ,CT and RI will be behind us for foliage by a few weeks to almost a month, so
Plan your trip accordingly .
Enjoy your fall and cooler temps.
I will have Chili on the stove, Apple Cider too, simmering away.
OH how I love the fall in New England.
Hot colors shimmy and pulse in the flow.
Hot colors swing across their view.
Primeval beauty moves to inspect.
A force up your arm, is transferred into your soul.
Addiction is met by beauty more powerful than you.
(c) 2012, Norman Dziedzic Jr.
A teacher at the school where I taught used to go around asking people questions such as:
If you were a fish, what kind would you be?
If you were a tree, what would you be?
If you were a drink, what would you be?
OK, you get the idea. So for today, and just for fun, if you were a light, what kind of light would you be?
(I’d be moonlight. There are so many other kinds of light. Think outside the box.)
What kind of light would you be?
A poem, like a silver fish
ran through my shallows
today, and slipped through
my hands. I, a great and clumsy bear,
graceless and awkward, unable to catch it.
You make the better bear, you know,
and I like it best
when you nose around
under my trees,
looking for apples.
