In which the author shares a poem he made!! "The Birkenia"

Hello to you all, happy Monday and good night to you all!!!! How are you doing and how things are going?? As usual, I wish you the best and I do hope things are going fine with you, and you had a nice day!! As for me, college was fine, but the day was extremely hot, so that's sad, but now it's night so things are a little more chill, so anyway, things are fine. I'm just happy to be writing this post and sharing it with you, dear reader! And today I have a different thing to share with you guys! A poem I made, on a Silurian fish called Birkenia, who was nothing like a modern fish, the kind of ones we see on the rivers today!!!! 

Here's a Birkenia, by the way, lovely fish

This is how it goes, guys, it's my first poem, probably it's crappy, but who knows, maybe you'll like it! And maybe I'll read it better and grow to like it more! Let's jump to it!

THE BIRKENIA

By Daniel M.

The Birkenia is swimming in the Silurian River

With difficulty he goes in the silver waters of the river

More like dragging himself he goes as he has no flippers

Only a thick skin he has to cover him from his shivers.

Poor Birkenia has no jaws

So his small mouth is always open

In hopes of getting his food on the grond.

And those Ross-like Paleontologists say he's an "able" swimmer

How could he swim with no flippers?

How could hee eat with no jaws?

How funny is life for this Birkenia

What can this fish do

For him these are no flaws!

He can only keep on going

Defying biology as his stomach grows

So is the life of Birkenia in the Silurian Age.

He doesn't know his name

It was given  him by us humans

As he's uncovered from earth

He has been dead for Eons.

And this odd poem is what we have for today! This poem was THE STRUGGLE for me, it felt like I was left in a maze and the way to scape it is only by using words! I just had the Birkenia stucked in my head for YEARS and finally now he's out of my head and swimming into life again through my words! I'll try to write more poems about the words that doesn't leave my head, probably ones related to Paleontology cause I love it and it has so many complicated names! I still want to write about the plant Cooksonia and the shores of a Ordovician sea. But that will stay for another ocasion, for now Birkenia is all we have.

You're the very best, see you on Sketch Wednesday!!!