Seagulls piercing calls
Wild surf rolls in once again
Crabs scuttle away
The waves beckon me
"Welcome back son of mine
You are home again"
The beach deserted
Salty spume in the air
Wind in my sad eyes
Look, there's a dolphin
And bladder-wrack at my feet
Shellfish blow kisses
This mermaid loves me
She's from the sea whence I came
So beckons me home
I can not resist
Her tempting sad sirens call
"You belong with me"
Fleshy tones of love
Deep, deep as the oceans sigh
Clean my sins away
I weep salty tears
Rock me in those arms again
With your sweet solace
If only I could fathom that
Who knows the answer
Still waters run deep
With sweet tidings of our lives
On your bosom lie
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So much is lost when we leave the ones we love, and when we return we are changed. I love the discoveries of kinships all the way into the mermaid/siren's arms.
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of your short story...which world should we choose? If only there was a middle place...an easy solution...but perhaps that would make love seem less treasured...and special
ReplyDeleteWho knows the answer indeed! Such a stormy sea of love...
ReplyDeleteThis reads as both fantasy and metaphor. Sirens are everywhere, calling us to places beyond our depth.
ReplyDeleteThis is such a passionate poem...! These lines struck me:
ReplyDeleteFleshy tones of love
Deep, deep as the oceans sigh
Clean my sins away
Loved this poem :D
xoxo
the speaker reminds me of the lotos eaters...mesmerized and entangled in an enchanted world in an air of futility....a beautiful poem...
ReplyDeleteWho could resist the call of a mermaid! To be rocked in such arms would be solace unequaled.
ReplyDeletethis is so beautiful
ReplyDeleteIrresistible..imaginative, embracing the mythology of mermaids. Very well done, Robin.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful poem of the sea. Especially poignant: "rock me in those arms again with your sweet solace." So touching.
ReplyDeleteOh I love the way you tell it - like an old salt remembering something like hidden treasure.
ReplyDeleteThose sailors had to love her or it would drive them mad with her moods.
I love all things mermaid. This is a great little tale.
ReplyDeletedrowing in a mermaid's desire and happyly so; he's a lucky guy, no sadness there
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much love...
What a touching tale (with a tail)!
ReplyDeleteAre you a siren, too?
ReplyDeleteNo Alice, just hoping a siren will wrap me in her arms on my last day!
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ReplyDeleteSuch a close connection and love of the sea and its treasures. It is perhaps in one's blood with such a calling...
Eileen
Enjoying your poems very much. Daphne
ReplyDeleteWell, that's not such a bad way to go I guess, for an old sailor.
ReplyDeleteI sigh at this as deep as the ocean sighs. Melancholic, but beautiful.
ReplyDelete"How deep the ocean?" ~ I guess, depends on our imagination and intention we set for the journey...
ReplyDeleteHow beautifully written this is. I read it several times and found diferent meanings. It could relat to love, to loss, to life. You chose just the right words to create a solemn mood. Loved this.
ReplyDeleteRomantic and full of longing.
ReplyDeleteVery nice!
ReplyDeleteMermaids, so special. Simply beautiful.
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Mother ocean, a great concept. Well written.
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