Mermaids
All day he had felt her stirring
Under his boat, several times.
Surprised at the sundown
Shifting and holding the time and air
Had brought her to the still surface
To sun herself in the last, slow light.
Sparkling aqua blue were her fin
Adorned with pearls her hairs embraid
Wow... it is a beautiful and glorious mermaid
He could have got her then, carried her home
But knew, to have her alive was only
The sounding, casting, waiting, seeing
And praying the light not to move.
So he released her.
Surfing on the waves that quietly glistened
The Mermaid thus spoke:
“You humans, let me tell you something.
Mermaids, sirens, ship wreckers whatever you call us
We don’t abandon the sea for love or legs
We fling ourselves onto the ground for sound”
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May 31, 2014
Form: Free Verse
Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2014
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