Moonlight

The light of the moon

On a clear clear night

Brings out the Fish

But not to bite

Leaping out of the water

Higher each time

Teasing the fishermen

Is not a fish crime?

Meeting in the river

Holding fish school

Teaching the young ones

How not to be fooled

Big ones and small ones

Middle-sized fish

None of these beauties

Will end up on a dish

By the light of the moon

On a bright clear night

Not one fish caught

Not one little bite

Jeanie Axton

• Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #16