Little Fish


The month of August has arrived, and I’m moving along on my quest to post a blog daily. I challenged myself to this intense post schedule. I have used the year 2021 to explore the various forms of poetry. This month I decided to write Proverbial forms of poetry. I will pick a proverb, a short common saying, and use it to create a poem in whatever direction the Muse chooses to lead me. However, you must remember we are talking about Word Daddy here. My Muse isn’t dependability or inspirational.  He often leaves me high and dry when I need his help the most. Apparently, Proverbials have no particular rules. I will try not to sound cliché. My next attempt to write a Proverbial Poem, I will call Little Fish.

Little Fish

“Big fish eat little fish,’ is a classic proverb first occurring in 1200 text—the meaning being the rich and powerful swallow the poor and weak.

Little Fish

I am a minnow

Swimming alone in my little stream.

Content with my life and circumstance

Floating in still water in a peaceful dream

Of a fortunate future filled with romance

All I want is to mind my own business

Carry on with my small life

I could cost in endless bliss

Without suffering from envy and strife

If I stay away from the big fish

With predatory intents on his mind

My small body wouldn’t make much of a dish

In the jaws of a shark so unkind.

I told myself to keep my head down

Don’t attract attention as you swim

There are so many colorful guppies to be found

That was my philosophy until I ran into him.

It wasn’t that he was hungry,

I was unfortunately in his way.

My strokes must have been too flirty

It caused him to look my way.

He swallowed me with one grisly gulp

He didn’t give me a second thought

As he chewed me to a pulp

I hoped he enjoyed the indigestion that I brought

As he happily swam away.

Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

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I am the author of Saving the Hen House. I didn't know when I started it would turn into a series. I love to ride motorcycles, the blues, my family, and going on adventures. This old hen rocks.

9 thoughts on “Little Fish

  1. Good for you, Molly, for attempting a daily post. And for trying different styles of poems. A dark proverb and poem with a dark overtone. That seems to be the way of the world, though, doesn’t it? Keep up the good work!

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