The Silkie

Born from the sea..from the green ocean depths,
In solitude she rode the dunes on stormy nights.
They called her Rain for the tears she shed,
But none understood the depths of her plight...

Her mother was a silkie, come from the sea,
Left her to live as humans do upon the land.
But her heart was torn with deep longing,
To swim with the seals , not live in the sand...

She saw the past with old and seeking eyes,
And the future as she hoped it would be..
On the back of her stead she cried to the wind.
To return to her home was her ardent plea...

And then one still night from a silent sea,
The seals came ashore to take her home.
No sign was left but her gossamer gown,
And a strand of dark hair upon the foam...



    **"Silkies" are mystical  creature in Scottish folklore..they are seals that shed 
their skins to become humans...

For the contest Rain, the Story
Hosted by Constance ~The Rambling Poet~
By Barbara Gorelick
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Brown Avatar
January 14, 2011 at 9:31 AM
Congratulations Barbara on your win in A Rambling Poet's contest "Rain,The Story". Love, Carol
Dietrich Avatar
January 13, 2011 at 4:34 PM
I remember just loving this one. Congratulations, glad it made top ten. Luv,Andrea
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January 13, 2011 at 1:32 PM
"LNC" LOL! I heard the joke Barb! So funny!! Congratulations on your fine win in Constance's Contest! This is very interesting! Love, Annalise
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January 13, 2011 at 12:16 PM
I remember this entry well, dear LNC, and am so delighted for your win. Congratulations! Love, Carolyn
Richards Avatar
January 13, 2011 at 8:52 AM
Such a great imagination,....it is like reading a page in ancient lore. I love this and the unusual direction you took this challenge........and I learned something about the Scottish folklore along the way!! Well done...Barbara.... and ps...I must thank you again, for your kind comments. You are always too kind, but it makes me very grateful to have such wonderful support! :)
Mehta Avatar
January 12, 2011 at 9:21 PM
Many Congrats Barbara on big win with this imaginative verse.Best wishes/Luv - Hitendra Mehta
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January 12, 2011 at 8:41 PM
Congrats BG on your amazing win in the Rain Story contest with this elegant entry .. enjoy another top ten victory for a top notch and well deserved poem...with luv..
Mannan Avatar
January 12, 2011 at 8:03 PM
Such a different and rich write. Lots of congratulations for this win.
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December 27, 2010 at 9:30 PM
So that's what "silkies" are? There was a British group in the sixties who called themselves "The Silkie". They recorded a cover version of the Beatles song "You've Got to Hide Your Love Away". This looks like an impressive entry for the contest.
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December 18, 2010 at 4:34 PM
Ahhh! Legends! The stuff great poems are made of!
Dietrich Avatar
December 18, 2010 at 3:36 PM
ps and i'm doing fine. Gotta rush so I can get ready for the grandbaby girls' FIRST dance recital!! I sent you their pictures, right?
Dietrich Avatar
December 18, 2010 at 3:36 PM
oh,my, you did the legend of the silkies proud with THIS one, Barbara. I do not envy Constance for the job she has in front of her judging the rain poems and I sure hope I can do as well as you did. LUv, Andrea
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December 18, 2010 at 10:32 AM
Positively brilliant! Captivating, Barbara. What a great use of folklore to bring the character of Rain to human form. Hope to see your entry in the winners' circle! Love, Carolyn
Maverick Avatar
December 18, 2010 at 8:43 AM
enjoyed your poem today, suitably etheral Barbara, i keep thinking about seeing the Scottish Isles, maybe your poem will be decisive in this.
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