“Amidst the Fog”
By Jacko Velt

Through this viscous fog I sail,
Where am I?
No stars overhead, no water beneath,
I float onward in the grey.

A silent ripple sounds from my left-hand side,
Soft as a breath, not even a whisper,
The water parts as I look over,
An inverted splash forms.

A great charcoal catfish catapults from the water,
Head, body, fins, then tail,
Glimmering in the cloudy haze,
Water trickles and streams from its scales.

The monstrous fish leaps over my ship’s mast,
Traveling in a perfect arc,
Its tail flicks at the acme,
Water rains down.

Its flicked tail clips my ship,
Rocking it gently in this mirror’s waters,
The whale of a fish splashes back down,
Sending a ripple of a shockwave around my ship.

The shockwave settles down,
My rocking pendulum ship becomes still,
The grey world regains control again.
…..Where am I?