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Swimming in an endless sea,
Living under the water so free,
Light above, Darkness below,
Where it started, no one knows.
Searching as I transcend,
Willing to comprehend,
What more could there be,
Other than the endless sea.
Is there another world above?
It's inhabitants able to love?
What would I give,
To find a way to live,
Out of the sea,
If only it could be.
I know not of that world,
Its stories untold,
beckoning me closer,
Like a song from it's composer.
Do I stay or do I swim?
Lose some scales and gain more skin?
Should I leave what I know behind,
And seek out a brighter sky?
Living under the water so free,
Light above, Darkness below,
Where it started, no one knows.
Searching as I transcend,
Willing to comprehend,
What more could there be,
Other than the endless sea.
Is there another world above?
It's inhabitants able to love?
What would I give,
To find a way to live,
Out of the sea,
If only it could be.
I know not of that world,
Its stories untold,
beckoning me closer,
Like a song from it's composer.
Do I stay or do I swim?
Lose some scales and gain more skin?
Should I leave what I know behind,
And seek out a brighter sky?
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Mermaids
When she was five
she believed in mermaids
For 95% of the ocean
was undiscovered
So she went to school
and told her classmates
how she wanted to meet a mermaid
They laughed at her-
"Mermaids don't exist."
When she was ten
she watched those same kids
sit in wooden church pews
praying to God-
Proofless.
She laughed at them
for being hypocrites
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Mermaid Song
I have tried to love you.
But you have become
little more than an evening in pale watercolors
the shadow of Monet.
I have decided to leave the lilies as they are.
Perhaps in later years, with desperation,
fearing the thinness of my thin limbs,
the creaking of my spider fingers,
I will go to wander those gardens again,
hoping for the promise of Eden,
clutching beads in my weary fist.
For now, you are fleeting as mermaid song,
brief as tall spires in pink and green beneath the sea
I can never touch them.
Our connection fades,
a violet mirage
disappearing within the swells.
A wave breaks
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Sails and Scales
Ever since I can remember my sisters have been seducing men with their songs. Just one simple note, I have been told, and any male will fall under their spell. I, however, have never been one to join in on their frivolous charades. While my sisters go off to cause a shipwreck and kiss the sailors until they die, I prefer more mundane hobbies - such as collecting the portraits of their wives and daughters and queens to gaze upon.
I have been told that I am the only mermaid in all the seven seas who cannot stand the thought of a human man being anywhere near me.
My name is Nerissa. I am exactly two hundred and forty years old, though I suppos
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I'm pretty proud of this one. I'd like to dedicate this poem to all those lovely mermaids out there.
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Nicely penned. I'll tell all those whom I know hehe