Fay Slimm - Night Life.

The estuary smiled at the sunset, tide
Washing in gently meant summer's day waned.
I walked the bank admiring the scene beside
Small misty beach, tidal fields always gain
A way into my heart.

Glancing across flood-plain, thankful for calm,
I saw sudden vast ripples surging in
Like submarine action and brought me alarm
Until told it was shoals of mullet-fin.
Sport was about to start.

Chaos soon reigned when for a while fish offered
Wild silver-spin dancing, dusk saw them begin
To surface inside tight rings, which prompted
Expulsion, leaping for flies showed strength akin
To the habits of shark.

Stirring water, such vibrant life displayed
Communal gain, - fed my heart too as I
Stood agape, while as twilight fell away
Frenzy continued of fish versus fly.
What a night-life party!

Fay Slimm

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