Above the water, all alone, <br />He stares impatiently, <br />Another passing fish to own, <br />If not escaping free... <br />Just perched perchance to grab a meal, <br />Before it darts away, <br />Another creature's life to steal, <br />To live another day... <br /> <br />His life before was just the same, <br />Efficient every time, <br />Remaining poised till he took aim, <br />Swoop, grab, then upward climb... <br />The boredom factor wasn't nice, <br />But what else could he do? <br />Fish come and go as God supplies <br />And some days just a few... <br /> <br />Kingfisher, tell me, if you can, <br />Do you like fish to eat? <br />Would you, yourself, your meals to plan, <br />Choose something else like meat? <br />I'm glad that I'm an omnivore <br />Who eats just anything, <br />I'm sure just fish would be a bore, <br />For fisherman or king...<br /><br />Denis Martindale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/kingfisher-6/
