070510c Everything Has It's Purpose Poem by Manonton Dalan

070510c Everything Has It's Purpose



i am on bridge early morning
watching low tide flowing to sea
i am so excited watching fishes
crabs are so many i can't count
from baseball to as big as palm
some are molting to shiny skin

minnows are thick school; a prey
easily pick by flying diving birds
feeding frenzy; attack from top
and also from bottom; hungry fish
meat pieces pick by bottom dwellers
a giant pelican; a flying scooper

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i should pity minnows
but that's their purpose

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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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