Shark Bait

January 18, 2020

(written from a watercolour by Michele Webber)

Hoisted high, I gape
mouth open, skywards.
My teeth flash white
instilling fear
in unprepared passers-by.
I could dive off
the fishmonger’s frontage
take a satisfying bite.
It is a sad end
to my glory days in the deep
but at least I am remembered
amongst the shrimp and bait.

Sue Wallace-Shaddad