Jumps, Leaps and Bounds
Appeared from nowhere, a river mouth church
get ready, set, the starter’s gun goes
the elite surge forward nose-diving into clean water.
Speed is essential, those that arrive first gain the prize,
stream onwards blue silvered fish. Head for your home
matriculate the hazards, leap the falls.
Follow the trail find the scent, hounds running for the final accolade
sit, wait, fighting against the flow. Slowed tired distractions appear
bright colour spots floating near. Move onwards, keep running.
Now flying through water and air, the scent is strong.
One last push red silvered fish, the shallows are coming near.
At last the reward is in sight - the beginning of life.
Fevered, she waves a rudd into existence
an eggs spawned, milt fertilised frenzy.
Exhausted spent, he collapses.
The race is over.
This fish, this green silvered salmon survives
slowly, with the current she makes it to the sea.
With luck, skill, judgement she will return and race the stream.
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