Mermaid Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

A hearth it's not for a heart's home cast
Half a world away from my embrace
Sure-present's a gift but future as past
An armful of ropes and never a brace

Breath of the seed's a mermaid's gasp
A water hearth sculpted in a distant dome
Swims a thousand laps only to find
A self seeking truth of nothing no home

The distant longing might be reconciled
In a single droplet endlessly shed
To make an ocean sink and the land go wild
To drown where the laps are endlessly led

Burned on the skin
Restless like hair
Flattered by a fin
Of hope -
And possible air