All those men were there inside,
when she came in totally naked.
They had been drinking: they began to spit.
Newly come from the river, she knew nothing.
A mermaid found a swimming lad,
Picked him for her own,
Pressed her body to his body,
Laughed; and plunging down
last night where the soul's sorrow was a mate,
last night where she found one start,
</>Dive deeply through the passages of my mind..
paths leading into the depth and warmth of my soul's home,
Souls of Poets dead and gone,
What Elysium have ye known,
Happy field or mossy cavern,
thanks for all who commented and thanks for who inspired me,
who let it be from Top 500 poems
Hey when I was a lad in fishing town an old man said to me
You can spend your life your jolly life just sailing on the sea
Everyday, i roam around the reef & think
Think of the lighted arrows which warms me
I hear above voices of people laughing & crying, so i take a wink
Then i became curious 2 know the world outside the sea