She sits there in seclusion
Recalling her glory days
Before internet and SATNAV
So changed the Mariners ways.
Sat on her eponymous rock
All the year long
She’d lure poor sailors with
A tempting siren song.
In the colder weather she wore
A diaphanous thermal vest
To avoid catching a cold whilst
Flashing her curvy chest.
Her only one motivation
A deeply fervent wish
To take revenge on mankind
For teaming chips with fish.
The Rhine’s a safer place now
Radar saving them from shock
Of seeing a sultry mermaid
Perched half naked on her rock.
To be honest these days
She seldom combs her hair
And grabs any possible excuse
To spend less time sitting there.
Yes the Rhine’s a safer place now
Since navigation went electronic
And the siren named the Lorelei
Has taken to gin and tonic.
I never noticed diamonds in the sky before;
so mindless, let such moments pass me by before.
I never glanced a passing smile upon a face
of utter loveliness; it made me cry before.
I never hearkened such sweet, honeyed voice, so fell
upon the siren spell of Lorelei before
I never felt the brush of lips against my own
that were as soft as wings of butterfly before.
I never gave away the key that would unlock
my to heart be a caravanserai before.
I never suffered dawns sharp, stabbing agony
of partings, sorrow pain that I could die before.
I never knew it possible to soar so high;
and why? For there was not a you and I before.
Listening to the soothing ocean, I
Watch the waves crash the shore like a mad guy;
My happy heart gives a contented sigh,
God's been good to me through ups and downs, aye!
Troubles stifling me like a tight necktie,
All cast out when the sea like Lorelei*
Called out to me, "Come down here, don't be shy",
I feel like a mermaid, a charming fae**,
Or maybe a sea-loving Samurai.
71 words
7th November 2022
*Lorelei - a siren of Germanic legend
**Fae - A fae is a humanoid mystical creature that wields great power in magic and elementals; another word for 'fairy'.
For Hilo poet's "Monomixorhyme" contest
Don Juan the cello
teased Lorelei violin ~
'You're pulling my strings'
I've saved all your pictures, and kept all your cards.
Though dreams may have shattered, I've treasured the shards.
C'est la vie, they make a bittersweet show and tell.
Like a night at the museum when ghosts of the past come alive.
Gotta go, bye.
There's no point in asking where the heart of it lies.
With your enchanting smile and your bewitching eyes
Tempting me, it's plain to see I'm under your spell.
When you take me to the river, you come on like a true Lorelei.
Gotta go, bye.
Now with winter ending and spring in the air,
The daylight I'm saving is something to share
In a song and shine it on my mademoiselle,
But you leave for the summer, and I walk away a frustrated guy.
Gotta go, bye.
Oh Chaldean Sea God, Loreley whispered. Bring him back to me.
She was counting on her favorite god, next to her favorite place, Rhine Sea.
Alas, the man she loved had run off with another – consummation not to be
So she threw herself into the depths. Turned into a German Nixie for eternity.
As a Nixie she could turn herself into a beautiful young woman or old hag.
She had so many powerful spells now, she saturated the ships that did lag.
Watch out for Lorelei, the siren, the captains cautioned their young men.
Knowing sex and sensuality transformed males time and time again.
In the depths of Sankt Goarshausen Loreley produced an echo clear.
She called to the hopes and dreams of the sailors as their ships got near.
Transmogrification and invisibility both at her prophetic finger tips.
She coaxed young sailors to their deaths, giving them a tiny taste of lips.
In sandy dunes on my back I lie
Dreaming of warm beaches, blue sky
And a girl named Lorelei
On memories I fly
War seen from on high
I vow to try
Not to cry
As I
Die
Written November 5, 2019
For the Rhyming Nonet contest.
The seas softly speak with voices that talismanically tweak,
Magical maids in their mystique porpoises of their physique…
Ambient aqua-marine waving seductresses of their craving,
A splashing sylph spraying through wandering waters braving…
Goddesses of the dousing deep show finesse as they leap,
Enchanting when they weep collecting desires for their keep…
Landing on our sandy shore all eyes on the deceptive décor,
Mystic Mermaids to adore Lorelei longing from the Ocean floor…
A siren seducer submersing a temptress of the water traversing,
Below lavender skies nursing her delinquent desires dispersing…
Mesmerizing mermaids silently sailing with their mermen tailing,
A sorceress in their scaling intoxicated by their Venus unveiling.
Sept.23.2019
MERMAIDS Poetry
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I-nside
A-s
B-eauty
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O-de
Topic: Birthday of Lorelei A. Abrigo (September 15)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Sweet Lorelei was in distress -
an angler’s rod ripped off her dress,
perched high on her rock,
she was sans her frock,
her nakedness she must redress!
She clambered down onto the beach,
to gather seaweed in arm's reach,
then formed a bikini,
(which was rather teeny,)
now sailors declare her a peach!
Sea Tales Limerick Contest
Sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire
Limerick 1: 8,8,5,5,8
Limerick 2: 8,8,6,6,8
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Ring size I think is possibly 5/ J ½ (to be confirmed)
7/31/18
I’ve waited months for the day of your birth to arrive.
The time for you to enter this world is long overdue.
Your mother and I have been married for year number five.
It’s just before Christmas and all I want now is you.
When you didn’t come on time, I got a little scared.
That’s when I realized that I was ready to be a father.
Whenever you’re ready, I promise that I’ll be there
With open arms to care for both you and your mother.
You’ve shown me what it means to love someone so pure,
A life of innocence, with only love to give.
You will always be in my heart, of that you can be sure.
You will be my angel on Earth for as long as I live.
He stumbled up the rock slope
To find the breaded man.
A six gun waiting at the ready,
The bastard’s flesh to brand.
A rock came loose
His foe came round
A stray bullet
Struck in the group
He could not believe his good luck,
His vengeance was at hand.
The race was on around the ridge
He chased that rustler scum
Until atop a stony knoll
He aimed his heavy gun
The shot rang out
The foe went down
The echo washed
Over the town
He stood over the silent corpse
Tired, raw, and stunned
He trudged his way back to the town
Finding faces froze in shock
The though that he might win the day
Their minds had wholly blocked
He gave a shrug
And walked on by
To Red’ Saloon
And Lorelei
He cared not what her job might be
He’d ask her, ready or not
She saw him coming down the hall
And wept their at his feet
Then led him back into her room
For things I can’t repeat
The stable boy
His pa avenged
When none would
Step up to defend
And claimed a wife all on the day
Fellows, that’s no mean feat
Nothing comes close to your love so divine,
Eyes sparkle as I take a look deep inside,
I drink in your essence like bubbly red wine,
Entwined in a dance like blue oceans so wide.
Forever together is how we belong,
United as one how we are meant to be,
Never to be severed, our love is so strong,
Showing the world love that can be so free
Ignoring the distance I hold you, love wins
We fly through the clouds, jump the rock at our feet
We circle each other, dive down till it spins
The sun is our playground, we enjoy the fierce heat
We climb fast, we’re so wild, child, we jump and we die
Then they’ll write us a poem: Heine’s Lorelei
***
4 foot Amphybrach
Copyright © White Wolf and Darren White
April 1, 2017
Women can watch the surf roll in
For hours at a time it seems
Their gaze is locked so far afield
Are they looking inside their dreams?
Or do they feel ancestral tugs
Pulling them into the sea
Like seamen hear the Lorelei
Choir of Catastrophe?
Could it be a lunar cycle
Linked to astrology
Which helps them feel as one with earth
And no need at all for me?
Find me when you sail upon aqua seas,
pretty Loreli the water spirit.
My haunting melody will entice you;
I will lure you to come closer, closer.
Many sailors have perished on the rocks -
If you hear my voice, don’t try to find me!
Find me at six Contest
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Checked with how many syllables
*Lorelei is a feminine water spirit, similar to a siren or mermaid, which is rumored to send sailors to their death, by luring them near cliffs with her beautiful singing voice.
10~18~17
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