Ann Gilmour Poet Rhyme

Gently Combing Golden Locks

An ethereal vision
    Iridescent her hues 
        Locks of spun gold
A mermaid I'm told

This mythical creature
from Atlantis it's been said
    In the blink of an eye
        In the minutest breath
           In the tenderest heart beat
I was feeling bereft

Did I really catch a glimpse   
or was it wishful thinking
Searching the horizon 
with eyelids a blinking

No signs were left
    There was nothing - no inkling

As searching in vain 
For proof she had been there
    upon some distant rocks
        gently combing golden locks

21st September 2019

Contest Name:	MERMAIDS 
Sponsor: Line Gauthier

Contest Strand Select 10
Sponsor Brian Strand 
HONOURABLE MENTION

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Vijay Pandit September 21, 2019 at 7:21 AM I think you really saw her, Ann..that's how you painted a vivid portrait of her..much enjoyed the read in rhymes..all the best. Ann Gilmour September 21, 2019 at 12:29 PM I love mermaids, so I feel sure they do exist, if only in my mind, haha. Lovely to hear from you Vijay, as always your comments are so encouraging - thank you dear friend. With kindest thoughts Ann xx