Big treasures, small pools
The smell of sunscreen and squid
An island morning
Bristling red and gold
Perched precisely; poised for attack
Too late, it’s a hook!
Salty and crunchy
Waving up at the surface
The algae beckons
A tug on the line
It’s a tiny Christmas Wrasse!
A gift all year round
Shiny and patient
Hiding deep upon the reef
Waiting for high tide
Burrowing through stone
An indomitable spirit
That’s the urchin’s life
The Fishing Dojo 
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good blog posts often
have Hawaiian fishes and
good use of haikus
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