just now someone said…fish cough
…instant merriment…
I imagine sardines in schools
of swirling murmurations…
mere flicks of gaiety in sunshine dappled sea…
then…an attack of fish cough
where tiny spasm hiccups and tumble sparkled flips
explode the blue with fishworks
of jostle bump…of upside down and backwards
daring gravity
now…if someone said this to me in church
say…a wedding…worse a funeral…and then cough…
I’d be lost…a shoulder shaking…gasping agony
that most would mistake for crying,
yet I’ve been known to take
whole lofts and chancels with me
…in instant merriment…
Bonnie Marshall
Photo: Henry Jager
Bonnie, loved this! This poem would be great to be read. The language is flexible and fluid and wonderful imagery. Funny, I’m working on a piece using murmeration as well–great word. >KB
Thanks much KB…and you know what they say about great minds…)
You are outdoing yourself here Bonnie….fish cough! just the thought … spasmatic
Spasmatic…you just invented a new word, Jana!
this one really flies … or sails … or swims: murmurations!
Smiles.)