I enjoyed hosting Poetry Friday last week. Thanks to everyone who came over and left their contributions. This week Jone is hosting over at Deowriter. It's her first time hosting, too, so go over and show some love.
With all the things happening in the news, particularly the latest political merry-go round back home, it feels a bit strange to have light-hearted fare on offer today. But this week I thought I'd try a persona poem about a vampire squid (Vampyroteuthis infernalis literally "vampire squid from hell"!). I intended to respond to the call for octopus poems for the release of Irene Latham's Love, Agnes, but I ended up writing about this guy instead.
Vampire Squid
I live down deep
where so few thrive
in the depths
where the dark resides.
But suck your blood?
You bet I don't.
I feed on tiny things that float.
Eggs and
algae and
crab bits, yum.
I cast my fishing lines
to catch some grub.
I like mystery
and masquerade.
I'm not a true squid.
It's kind of a charade.
But don't be mad,
I don't mean to kid.
Blame the scientists.
They named me—
they did!
- © e. mauger
Hope you all have a productive weekend. See you next week!