Hello once again!
I have done something that will likely both interest and bore you. Insignificant to the majority of you I caught a crayfish. A really big crayfish. But, you see, if you know me very well at all you will have found out I am an extreme softy, and over analyze pretty much everything I do. So I got to feeling sorry for this crayfish and was thinking about letting him go until Ben gestured frantically underwater at me something I’m pretty sure meant ‘you beauty’ and shoved him unceremoniously into his catchbag. I insisted that we give him to a friend that appreciates the life cycle and he devoured him gratefully.
The other thing I have done is enrolled in a poetry course. So combining my new found discovery of the art of words and with my mind plagued by guilt, I decided to write a few words for my really big crayfish.
Your staunch claws grapple for my skin
Eyes proudly fighting
and your feelers
probing for a reprieve.
My heart speeds up and sinks
at the same time
Adrenalin from the hunt
but also,
knowing you are a beautiful life
that I will take.
The circle of life
means one has to die
for one to survive
But
Still
my journey is a mental agony
of sympathy versus consumption.
So this time I ‘win’
But I appreciate in emotion
every moment of your loss
and say goodbye to a life
sacrificed for my good
and deliver you to an appreciative
soul who understands
the circle is still complete.
There you go. Probably the only person in the world who cares for her crayfish, but hopefully not. Enjoy your diving and come and see me at the dive shop and tell me I’m crazy in person if you like. See you soon!
Dale and Ben
