Mermaid - Poem by Hazel Durham
Over the lush green land, the mist clear's,
She holds the concave shell to her ear,
Listening to the sea breeze whistling so near,
Relishing the sea soaked ambience,
As time takes a step backwards,
To many years ago, to her ex-fiance,
His complex nature of arrogance,
With his soul always ready to dance,
Through the silk sheet's of her mind
Full of their romance,
He had the power to put her into a captivating trance,
She had found in him, her father's steely, foreboding charm,
That chased her insecurities back to their darkened farm.
The wildness and strength of her beloved sea,
Held the key to her past,
But she couldn't outrun it's destruction that fast,
She was here to compete first with her sibling's,
Then later with the world which she made sing,
It was all about her,
Like a cat ready to pounce or purr,
She travelled to her overseas retreat,
Of a hot climate with plenty of men to meet,
Judging them against her father's stoical command,
Searching for a part of her that had gone missing,
And it couldn't be found on land,
A sense of belonging in a world that doesn't understand.
Blue seas of unpredictable behaviour,
White surfy waves vanishing on the sandy beach,
All again within her reach,
Looking for a lover to lead her back to the beginning,
Of never feeling at home anywhere,
And the end result she was never winning.
She is a mermaid of the deep, watery depths,
Where the vastness soothes her impulsive soul,
Of freedom of deviance so bold,
Allowing her into the sanctuary of the sea's mighty fold.
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