Mermaids Poems - Poems about Mermaids

The mermaids of J Alfred Prufrock

The other day, when I was walking by the sun-splashed sea, 
I was overcome by a fiery joy and a titillating glee,
as, on silvery, green rocks not far from the yellow beach,
I heard mermaids singing, each to each.
And then they turned ~ and they sang to me!

the Lost Mermaids

The Albatross grants us its vue
The lamp is bright
to mature your soul
The nonsense makes me numb
The Mermaids of the Canals cry
their demise
They play their best web, swim
Make your plans
tell everyone you've got to lose
to unspun the gilded gauge
amongst a riverway of lies
The Albatross between 
the stretch of canals
The Mariner tales his tales
Trains making with their

The Ocean

The ocean is a brimming bountiful beauty,
of whales, porpoises, dolphins, seahorses,
fish, seabirds, plankton, algae,
sparkling brine of emerald and blue.
Her dead are entombed in her eternal body,
she rises in the merciless storms,
with waves that toss many craft.
Yet, she also lies smoothly as a
sleeping kitten,
mariner's timeless sea chanties in the
winds.

She is envious of the sailor's love 
for

I Do not Believe in Mermaids

Summer would soon be over
I thought wryly as I walked 
Along the beach, bare-footed,
Admiring the beauty of the sun setting
Behind the far away mountains.

She emerged from the sea, all wet,
And hid behind a large rock.
I meant her no harm as I smiled at her.
Soon we were engaged in a conversation,
Mainly complaining that we had a

Mermaids Dream To Shore

The nightingales,
That you love,
Kiss the sweetness,
Of your brows,
As the mermaids,
Dream to shore,

The moon,
That your love longs,
To caress and gaze,
Sighs its loving light,
As the mermaids,
Dream to shore,

The dolphins,
That shimmer,
In the shy and honey waves,
Sing for the harmonies,
Of your paradise,
As the mermaids,
Dream to shore,

Those lake gardens,
That sway,
Glisten,
Like stars,
and your love,
As the mermaids,
Dream to shore
Reynaldo Casison

The Mermaids

Sailors from a sinking ship not one shall survive
For mermaids grasp them by the hips
 and to the bottom dive.
Both young and old sailors gasp and drown
 into the deep.
The ocean is a sea of tears in dying they weep.

So beautiful the mermaids are with faces young
red lips and slender necks were strings of pearls

The Ocean Beckons -POTD

The waves crushing her tiny body with striking blows
White creamy wash caresses her golden skin as the wave slows
Moving sluggishly towards the horizon
Because of a recurring vision she hopes she’ll arise in
Her feet digging deep into the sand as it sinks between her toes
Emersed, with arms folded she prepares and off she goes
The cool oceans

Teanna and Her Mermaids

Teanna and her mermaids were in the fountain at play
Some people came by and said “what a fine day!”
They could see Teanna, of course, she is real and all
None could see the mermaids, for their brains are too small

You have to have imagination to see mermaids and faeries.
These people’s brains were no bigger than tiny

Thru the Eyes of a Child

Thru the eyes of a child where newness abounds,
the magical lure of the merry go round..
It's piped in repetitious sound entices
spectators all around..
"Choose your seat" says a ticketer at the gate.
Large steel poles anchor in the animals fate.
Painted horses methodically go up and down
with hoofs that never meet the ground..
Mermaids, tigers, and other beasts, co-exist
here,

A Mermaids Warning

Nor shalt one mortal soul of my tale.telling.
Of my majestic life in the wondrous sea!
Dare not pen of my alluring, mystical fate
Elst,the painful curse of Neptune befall thee.

Your accursed human verse, hardly divine!
Find you then,earthly matters and rage on!
Human,you fathom not sea matters sublime.
Author thee, the beautiful,to dwell upon.



      

Mermaids On the Beach Sand

Mermaids on beach sand
      enchanted I feel breathless
       sigh, almost panting

Mermaids

Let me watch at that sea that
I've been haunted when I was fourteen.
      My teens, at the high school, a normal day, a school trip that changed my life.
      A countryside girl with all kind of dreams. The most she wanted to be it was

The Drawer of Mermaids

The Drawer of Mermaids
by Michael R. Burch

This poem is dedicated to Alina Karimova, who was born with severely deformed legs and five fingers missing. Alina loves to draw mermaids and believes her fingers will eventually grow out.

Although I am only four years old,
they say that I have an old soul.
I must have been born long,

Mermaids Hated Her Now

Pink octopus turned herself into an exquisitely beautiful woman.
She had round fat circular tentacle curls and fair skin, best of all, feet.
The mermaids were jealous as Pink lifted herself out of the Caribbean Sea.
She turned and gave them a thumbs up with her new left thumb.
They cheered wildly, which was fake. They truly hated her

Mermaids Birthing Choices

Mermaids and Mermen are given a choice you see
Whether to lay eggs or have a live birth in the sea.
Each one makes her wishes known in a dream.
It is promptly granted by the Mermaid Wishing team.

Some choose laying eggs, for it gives more chances.
Many mermaid babies will hatch southern sea wind dances.
Others choose a live

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