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The Trapped Whale
This is not a fantasy poem, but is a true story from a Facebook post about the freeing of a humpback whale found  trapped by fishing nets and lines off the San Francisco coast.  The report was that she was extremely tired, and would soon drown if not rescued. A fishing boat spotted her, and tried calling for help — but there was none available. The crew seeing how dire her situation was decided to dive in, and cut her free, even at great risk to themselves.  They succeeded, and the whale acted just as this poem has described — thanking each diver by gently nudging each with her nose, one-by-one, once she was freed — and then swimming off. I love this poem, because it shows these are more than just creatures — but thinking beings who deserve our protection. So, if you don’t believe these marvelous creatures have feelings and understanding — then don’t bother reading this story of truth, bravery, and gratitude. Truly, a “best poem” — but only if you love these wonderful creatures of the sea.
©2013 by Jon Gutmacher
They spotted a whale
caught in the sea
vast lines and nets
had tangled She
and struggled there
in ocean wave
and soon would drown
if t’was not saved

T’was only a small boat
in the sea
that saw the whale
and plight of She
and called for help
but there was not
She’d soon succumb
be dead and rot

And then the men who were the crew
decided what they had to do
and grabbed their knives
jumped in sea
and took the risk
to rescue She

And plunged in deep
beneath the waves
and cut the ropes
the whale was saved

and as the ropes fell off . . .now free
the whale swam circles
in joy and glee
and ‘fore She dived
nudged each the men
to thank them each
again, again

And say you “What?”
they are just whales?
They have no brains?
T’was just a tale?

Oh, No!
The truth – is what you see
they’re gentle creatures
in the sea
and seek no harm
no harm they give
they only ask
that they should live

And remembers well
all those who saved
and stopped her death
neath lonesome wave

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