Catching Minnows

She wades into the brook,
guiding wayward low-hanging branches from her piled hair.
Eyes and smile alluring,
fingers tracing water’s surface,
as water meets her waist.
Gracefully she peers in,
watery window of fish,
palms gradually submerged,
gently guiding past small bellies,
scurrying away as they’re touched.
Lowering their guard, curious to
strange worms suddenly sprouted,
they nibble,
close enough.
She pulls him up, inspecting him,
praising a handsome fish.
Puts him back, and continues
searching for her next catch.
Dazed and confused, each fish
swims away, wondering what
strange beast had beheld them,
and why she had not held them longer.


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