Monday, August 29, 2011
Mermaids
Category: Poetry/LyricsBlack-tipped fins,
black-tipped wings,
black-lipped things
that smile through the seaweed,
their squid-ink-smeared faces alight.
A sliver of gold
for their blunt teeth to hold
and they slither away in delight.
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This is very pretty. I wrote a poem about mermaids once. Let me see if I can find it. Here it is:
The Mermaid’s Kiss
Her eyes were luminescent fish
Her hands were silver swans
Her hair was as the breath of horses stamping in their stalls
Her arms were boats, finely carved and fitted for the sea
And as the sea too were her lips
Sweet and salty like a mermaid’s kiss
Her breasts were as the dimpled hills
And I saw her and felt her there
Like a carnival she was
All color and delight
And when I took her in my arms
There was the swoon of birds
And the smile of a choppy sea
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Not as pretty as yours. What is it about mermaids that makes us so metaphorical?
Gotta disagree I’m afraid, I think yours is way prettier - there’s something very old-fashioned-romantic about it, and it’s nicely quirky as well.
Personally, I’ve never really bought into the idea of mermaids being beautiful though. If you look at all the creatures that live at the bottom of the ocean, most of them look pretty disgusting!