The problem with hitchhikers…

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 has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. 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. 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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  2. jenanita01 says:

    A good friend to all, fish and loaches included!

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  3. 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:

      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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  4. willowdot21 says:

    Oh! And your kind to Loaches too💜🌹

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  5. Eliza Waters says:

    Such a tender heart you have! 🙂

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  6. You are writing lovely poetry, Sue.

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  7. 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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  8. Marcia says:

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

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