Mermaid Poems

A danish mermaid

The Danish Mermaid 
 
The famous mermaid of Denmark we know well 
a grey figure, the color of seals with breasts 
That was not seen as a threat to anyone's sensibility  
I have described the old mermaid, I didn't know
There was a new one, whose large, sexy **** had 
caused uproar among the female population in
the democratic kingdom of Denmark 
The spokesperson

august serenade

august serenade
beneath a silver moon ~
mermaid magnetism

The Handsomest Young Man in England

I stood
in front
of my class

and cried
biscuits
over you

squirting out
my elegant tears
like fish eggs

while you
took selfies
in a muscle shirt
that read

'Don't be such a mermaid'

A Siren's Song

Luna beckon's a siren's song 
To reach the crescent moon,
she awakens before the water serpents arise,
and sea merchants sailing in from shores nearby
At crack of dawn and drawn to flickering lights,
night's natator of the bluest sea                   

Millie the Mermaid was a Reading Machine

Millie, the mermaid was a reading machine.
It started with a shipwreck, among the marine.
A library for a king had gone down in the wreck.
I can teach myself to read, she said without genuflect.

She started with picture books, one word on a page
Those old Dick, Jane and Sally texts which tells my age.
Moved on to primers

The Sad Siren Song

She wore necklaces of coral,
strings of pearls embracing her body,
glinting back at the broken sunlight
scattered across the sea floor. 
Her glassy eyes gazed up,
somewhat worried, somewhat mournful,
longing to leap above the waves,
to sing that chorus of birds passing by. 
Longing for her voice to take flight,
uninterrupted by ships sailing by. 
She wasn't born a killer;
just

maternal mermaid

life ~ a marine carousel of soul-cracks
 an odyssey of thorns and memories,
               a reverie 
                     of regrets and roses.
and I

what is a mermaid?

What is a mermaid?

What is a mermaid? It’s me. I have brown eyes, brown hair, brown skin, and a green mertail similar to the Disney animated Ariel, The Little Mermaid. A mermaid is Wonder; her world is a tropic paradise—and that’s whether you’re awake or asleep, whether you believe or don’t, whether myth or legend.

mermaid

Mermaid
This afternoon a mermaid swam to the shore and took flight, so you didn’t, know that the beautiful creatures who live in our seas can fly, she lifted her delicate silky wings and flew seeing me staring forlornly by the kitchen window with a dishcloth in my left hand not seeing a fairytale being I

A Mermaid can Dream

The brunette smile withdrew into her dream world,
as goldenrod sun melted away in storm.
The petrichor-scented parasol thus twirled,
aft’ windswept fall of sailor, in uniform,
upon her sand, carried on where lightning hurled.
This seaman-salt, seasoned with charm, keeps her warm.
Fantastical, a mermaid can dream, can’t she?
How unlikely, her tale be true, but could be?

But turns the tide,

Candescent Mermaid Myth

Candescent Mermaid Myth

Aquatic manifestation of magnificence, with a fishtail
Awe-inspiring, and alluring, all men on deck are mystified and adoring
Embraced by disbelief, while enchanted by
The fairytale fantasy from the deep
A treasure so precious and rare, all the gods of the sea wouldn't dare.

Yet there the elegant essence abounds, as this she thing,
this flawless and flowing beautification

Little Mermaid

Long ago I stopped dreaming,
I didn't know about flowers ,
And all the butterfly it brings,
For in the ocean where I belong there is none,

But a prince told me about them,
Gave me butterflies even without flowers,
showed me a part of his world,
A part of it, where I want to be,

I want to be with he who

The Mermaid

Hearing sounds he understands
my mermaid sings for he
spoken lines in streams of time
she floats the waves
and dance the days
all for he, 
just for he.

Sea waters edge,  and looking up
she dives up to the sun
but circles down to white wash sands
to painful paths she see's

to whitewash sands, he circles down
to spoken lines of broken times
he

The Sisters

What did the sisters think, when once they found
Their land-struck sibling left them, surface-bound,
To find the prince and try to make him see
That the girl who rescued him was she?
 
Did they know what happened to their friend?
Did they know her swimming days would end?
Or was it that the sisters were afraid
To learn the deal

Nice Soleil Flowers

Fishy mermaid leaves the sea to smell the scent of flowers - escapes the seascape's odorless milieu.

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