The problem with hitchhikers…

Posted on May 12, 2018 by Sue Vincent

They’re lurking in there,
This I know,
I put them there
Some time ago;
They are the fish
The eye forgot…
And have I seen them?
I have not.

*

A barbelled snout
I just might see
If I am looking
Carefully,
But over head
And wormlike tail
Their reticence
Has drawn a veil.

*

I’m told they do
Come out to play,
Though not, apparently,
By day.
They do their foraging
At night
And keep their colours
Out of sight.

*

Now given choice,
I might have bought
Some fishes
Of a different sort;
The type that might,
Occasionally,
Come out
That I might
Watch and see.

*

My loach had hitched
A ride with me,
Within a plant
He came for free.
But lonely loaches
Can’t be done,
It isn’t fair
To have just one,

*
And that is why
Within the water,
I have fish
I didn’t oughta…
But I know
It’s cash well spent
As lonely loach
Is now content.

*

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com.
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23 Responses to The problem with hitchhikers…

  1. conniejjasperson says:
    May 12, 2018 at 17:34

    Reblogged this on Life in the Realm of Fantasy and commented:
    A good poem for a Saturday, written by Sue Vincent!

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  3. jenanita01 says:
    May 12, 2018 at 19:02

    A good friend to all, fish and loaches included!

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  4. The Militant Negro says:
    May 12, 2018 at 19:10

    Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.

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  5. Marilyn Armstrong says:
    May 12, 2018 at 19:16

    Those loaches get HUGE. We had one that was the length of the tank. We had to return him to the fish store and they gave us a little one. They really do just find on their own. They only care about sucking up the muck, at which they are shockingly good.

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    • Sue Vincent says:
      May 12, 2018 at 20:58

      These ones are…supposedly… only small creatures, only about three inches long…thankfully. After having to rehome the little inherited pleco that became a giant, I’d hate to be faced with the same problem again.

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  6. willowdot21 says:
    May 12, 2018 at 20:40

    Oh! And your kind to Loaches too💜🌹

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  7. Eliza Waters says:
    May 13, 2018 at 01:08

    Such a tender heart you have! 🙂

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  8. robbiesinspiration says:
    May 13, 2018 at 11:02

    You are writing lovely poetry, Sue.

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  10. OIKOS™-Redaktion says:
    May 13, 2018 at 19:51

    Lovely poetry Sue indeed, but care for your country. Some times in the past someone put a loach in freedom and now its called Nessie. 😉 Michael

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  11. Marcia says:
    May 14, 2018 at 23:45

    Sue, your very witty poetry always makes me smile, and often makes me laugh out loud. Love this one! 🙂

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