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The Fisherman's Lament

Sailing across the ocean blue  Singing shanties with my merry crew We cast our nets into the briny waters To provide for our wives, sons, and daughters. But when are nets grew heavy and taut We heaved them up to see what we caught. And what did our accursed eyes behold? Fish with scales that glistened like gold. We cheered as our nets burst at the seams. We were rich beyond our wildest dreams! But my heart quickly sank to the sea floor As I recalled the warning we got days before. “Should you ever catch fishes of gold Remember the ancient warnings of old: Release them and don’t be slaves to greed Lest you anger the Merfolk with a selfish deed.” With heavy heart, I reminded my crew Of the solemn warning from Old Ms. Rue. They laughed and said, “It’s just an old wives tale!” And our captain said, “Homeward we sail!” I warned them that this was a foolish deed But my voice was one they chose not to heed. As they started to sail home with childish glee A great shadow loomed below the su...
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This Small Chrysalis



I’m feeling trapped

In this small chrysalis

Dreaming of flowers, trees,

And other things I miss.


I want to burst out of here,

Let my wings fill in just right,

So I can satisfy my need,

My yearning to take flight.


It can be isolating

Waiting in here

As other butterflies fly

Without care, without fear.


It can get annoying

When other butterflies say,

“Why aren’t you out, lazybones?

Stop getting in your own way!”


I don’t know why I can’t escape

This suffocating shell.

Perhaps I don’t have the energy?

Perhaps I am unwell?


I must give myself more time,

And perhaps much more love.

One day, I’ll leave this chrysalis

And venture to the skies above.

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