Pisces

Pisces

A Poem by Moonie
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~Fishbowl world~

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He sits atop the sink
next to the fancy soap-dish and
daydreams in pink bubble baths,
dipping his pale toes
in the pools of tomorrow,
and hoping the waters are just right
to warm the cockles of his heart.
Left alone,
he'll stay up every day,
catching
fickle rainbows on fish scales,
studying the fishbowl world
with the curiosity of one
with a foot in the coffin,
who only dreams of
being young
once again.

Oh,
how he'd move over the terrible
ocean waves, undulating
like newborn manta
in the cool electric current
of Neptune's lullaby song.
He'd live with the merpeople
in their sea-shell homes,
sip lavender wine, and
swim with comb jellies--
seaweed strung in hair and
eyes full of wonder
at the pastel world whirling
with pearly iridescence.

© 2022 Moonie


Author's Note

Moonie
I don't believe in astrology (since it is a pseudoscience), but I find that the characteristics associated with the signs are interesting and poetic. I started writing this compilation of poems for the twelve signs in 2021, the poems are supposed to capture the aesthetic of the sign without being too cliché.
Pisces are supposed to be dreamy, sensitive and intuitive. The 12 signs embody the progression of the soul from the newborn aries to the old guy pisces. All of my pisces friends have a weird obsession with taking long relaxing baths which they prefer over going out, which is why I started the poem with the talk about baths. Some of the negative traits are their propensity to overthink things, getting overly wrapped up in their problems, and assuming there is no solution. They are also more into daydreaming than actual actions. I think their best trait is their empathy (they love being people's personal therapists) and creativity.

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I'm not much into astrology either. It is interesting to read the personality traits they come up with. The Pisces trait seem to match my own. I'm a Scorpio. I don't know what character traits I'm suppose to have. Can't say I care either.
A bit off the subject but interesting, goldfish in a goldfish bowl don't do so well. They live about a year or less. Put them in a sizeable out door garden pond and they can live upwards to 40 years. My own are over 14 years old and still going strong. I figure they'll outlive me.
Well, I do like your work.

Posted 1 Year Ago


I like the illusion of him visualizing everything he could be, like its not so far away. Yes he may be alone , but his thoughts are fulfilling for a pisces. Leave a review please on my first chapter of my story thanks

Posted 2 Years Ago


My boyfriend is a Pisces and he is the s**t.
I have a feeling he would really like this write too.
Another really cool write.
I love the astrology theme.

Posted 3 Years Ago


this reminds me of when I was young...I always had aquariums...and wondered if the fish were as fascinated with me as i with them.
I thought it was either "what a life---get to swim all day, get fed...never thirsty" or "jesus this is boring...just swimming in circles...same old same old every day...and having to watch this idiot
who feeds me, for hours...and why is he always staring?"
well, much like humans...your allegory here...there are those who live in this kind of world.
I bet they would love to have some privacy...and not have everyone see their comings and goings.
life is a circle...and when we are on our way out...
we will wonder, with frayed fins, if we ever made it to that place to which we were swimming.
j.

Posted 3 Years Ago



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Added on July 12, 2020
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