A Fish Story
September 26, 2010

I thought you were the only fish in the sea.
Until I went fishing and a fish caught me.
“Can I swim with you for awhile”? the fish said to me.
“Oh, I don’t know about that” ,I said to the fish, cautiously.
“You see, I am already in love with another fish who is quite slippery”.
The fish looked at me with his big fish eyes and said “Don’t you worry about me”.
“I won’t slip through your hands when you try to hold me”.
“But how can I tell you are telling me the truth, this sounds very “fishy”?.
“Oh, you can’t tell if I am telling the truth, you will just have to trust me.
“All of you fish are alike”, I said to the fish, “you always have a story”.
The fish swam around for awhile as I pondered this new opportunity.
This fish did look rather interesting, charming and friendly.
He could swim quite fast and even did tricks I found hard to believe.
He swam around me in circles. I could tell he was trying to impress me.
My mind started drifting to the fish that I love and all the memories.
I thought about how he could cook a great meal and our chemistry
And I remembered how much the time we spent together meant to me.
As well as the countless things that we have in common, amazingly.
So finally I had to say to the fish, that no matter how many fish are in the sea
And yes it is true, he is not the only fish in the sea, but he remains the only fish for me.


Honorable Mention
September 24, 2010

You have been my greatest source of inspiration
And I will add that you have been my grand passion
And if love were in fashion
I am sure you would love me without limitation
As for me this has not been an infatuation
Nor is it an imitation
I guess I was under a misconception
For I would never had made you an exception
Had it not been my perception
That I once had your full attention
I think our story deserves at least an Honorable Mention
I realize now that love was not your intention
But how is one to know that love has many dimensions
Until it is experienced without apprehension
And how can you stop something once it’s begun without prevention
The whole interruption is beyond my comprehension
I approached this with no pretension
But it has felt more like detention
Which has been a bone of contention
And I think at this point we could use an intervention
Since I am not the object of your affection
I will try to make a correction
I will try to go in a different direction
Although I know that we have a strong connection
We are good in the kitchen, is my recollection
But fear and timing created rejection
I came to this conclusion upon reflection
My heart had absolutely no protection
And it is probably better not to do too much introspection
Because you can end up with too many objections
But of course this is all in retrospection
For you it might have been an aberration
Whereas I thought it was merely a mutual attraction
While I looked at you with adoration
You saw me as a complication
With no offer of consolation
So here I am missing our conversation
Hoping for a continuation