Poetry
Beached Whale Doing Well In Hotel Pool
by J. Bowers
Of course he likes the deep end best--
the green shadows beneath the diving board,
where cocoa buttered ladies once floated and roasted
between turns in the resort's only hot tub.
Officials are calling him "Kokomo," and say
that the eleven-foot barnacled behemoth
has adjusted beautifully to his heated saltwater suite.
According to the jocular hotel management,
he's been relaxing here for the past two weeks--
dining on fish dosed with Maalox,
swimming laps in the evenings,
enjoying a Harlequin romance now and again.

"If he likes our services," the grinning concierge tells the news, "the Hotel Shangri La will be beyond thrilled to accommodate Kokomo during his future visits to Islamorada!"

(Secretly, he's wondering how he'll clear fish scraps out of the filter system.)
Posted by: J. Bowers

Poetry (March 30th, 2006)