The Lady and the Fish

I once had a Brother.

He was a fish.

Not saying a word he was the clever creature I have ever known.

Our mom was a siren and our father was a sea bass with a fisher soul.

My Brother was always looking after me,

always listening when I was talking.

always cheering me up when I needed to be.

Yes, he was tender and silent. I had no need for company when he was around bubbling.

I once had a fish Brother but he was caught by a fishing net

and rejected only once he was dead.

Now I am swimming alone in this endless ocean

Yelling at all fisher boats in the sad blue sea.