mermaids

With a Tail

 Gather your pedigree in vintage brine,
skilled in sirens homage
combs of wrecks washed through,
shells wax grooming a modest nipple
shouts to bathing rays.

Streams of warmth
bleached naval creatures of needlepoint
what hangs of blood and magic
posed to fit in a bowl
short term
building plastic forts,

sliding on pearly scales
dames by waves.
to the salt
they nod

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The Children of the Sea

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Just a thought!
In a far reaching acropolis known as "The Bimini Falter"
King Poseidon and his Queen Amphitrite once ruled all what inhabited the Great Seas 
Together, they spawned all the ocean creatures and the sea's rich bounty.
From this creation, Manatee gave birth to the Mermaids.
Only a glimpse of a sparkling shimmer or a passing shadow through a rolling wave
They elude our vision like the Unicorn...They are, "The Children of the Sea."
                                                           
             by Barry Anderson

                                          

 



 

 
Author's Notes/Comments: 

"Mermaids...who knew?"

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They always follow...

I swim through the tranquil sea

Creating a path of ripples in my wake

At night is when I come up, when I can be free

As the day is threatening, for my secret’s sake

On land, I’m just another random girl

Living about life, in tune with the flow

But underwater is where my beauty will unfurl

Maybe you can see too? All you must do is follow

But be careful, dear human, for I’m not all I seem 

You might get carried away with this rare underwater beauty

Don’t dwell here too long, no matter how much you are keen

Oh, please stop, crunching your way across the floor to me

For are you so blind you can’t see the white remains

Of your fellow mortals, on whom you stand upon

All of whom fell for my merciless games

Ah, there it is, your look of fear

As what I say hits you in the face

As I become a monster wearing a sneer

As you try to get away in haste

But, alas, you fail, and I grip you tight

You scream, but no one can hear, anyways, you’re too late

Your face, so beautiful with terror, enveloped in the night

And you slowly sink to rest with the others who shared your watery fate

 
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