I'm am going out fishing
ideas
Do not laugh if you see me
fishing in the
public plaza
I am telling you
fish swim in the air
And i am catching them
with my net
of hands
Do not ask me why
I am lighting the trees
during noon time
I am telling you the
world is just too dark
I can see the fish
like stars in the skies
My fishing poles are
my ten fingers
Believe me
the deep blue sea
is now
wading in the park
My boat is the kite
that is flirting with the coldest
air
tonight.
RIC S. BASTASA
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/remembering-friedrich-wilhelm-nietzsche/
