The Mermaid

Kathy Ellen · Post by **Kathy Ellen** » Mon Oct 13, 2008 4:24 am

"The Mermaid" by Susie Sawyer

If just for a moment you'll lend me your ear,

I've a bittersweet story I'd like you to hear.

A long time ago, on the wide open sea,

a lovely young Mermaid swam wild and free.

With a voice clear as crystal she sang to the sky,

sharing her music with ships passing by.

She sang from her heart in a language her own.

Her words echoed freely to places unknown.

The sailors would tell of the voice from the deep

that often would soothe them and sing them to sleep.

Now, Mermaids are taught they must always take care

to keep themselves hidden from Fish of the Air.

But Mermaids are known to do curious things,

forgetting the risk curiosity brings.

Perhaps that is why, on a warm summer night,

the Mermaid forgot to remain out of sight.

Entranced by the stars in the cloudless night sky,

she swam, unaware of the boat sailing by.

As she sang from the surface, the flash of her hair

caught the eye of a sailor who spotted her there.

He called to the Captain. In silence they steered

to the spot where the lovely young Mermaid appeared.

They thought she might flee, but that wasn't the case.

She greeted the men with a smile on her face.

Swimming up to the sailor, she held out her hand.

Though she spoke not a word, he could still understand.

The sailor dove in and the Mermaid began

to swim in a circle around the young man.

With a swirl and a splash, the sea started to quake,

the Mermaid and sailor caught up in its wake.

The Captain looked on as a blinding white light

pulled them under the waves and they vanished from sight.

After searching all night for his lost sailor friend,

the Captain decided his search had to end.

As he steered toward the east, blinking tears from his eyes,

a rock swathed in foam held a welcome surprise.

The light of the sun behind clouds thin as lace

cast a warm amber glow on the couple's embrace.

For during the night they had fallen in love â€“

the girl from the sea and the man from above.

They held one another. In silence they wept,

both knowing their secret must always be kept.

With a vow that their hearts wouldn't ever be free,

the Mermaid returned to her home in the sea.

The sound of her music fell silent that day

as the two men reluctantly drifted away.

The years slowly passed while the friends grew apart,

and the story remained in the old Captain's heart.

But one day, he finally spoke of that night.

He wanted to wait â€˜till the moment was right.

He offered his story to someone he knew

he could trust with the secret . . .

That someone is you.

kazalala · Post by **kazalala** » Mon Oct 13, 2008 4:39 am

Thats nice Kathy:):-4

abbey · Post by **abbey** » Mon Oct 13, 2008 12:31 pm

How lovely and so sad. :-1

I've always felt the romance of mermaids and as a kid used to wrap up my legs and pretend I was one.

Kathy Ellen · Post by **Kathy Ellen** » Mon Oct 13, 2008 1:23 pm

Me too Abbey....but don't tell anyone but....I really am a mermaid who sails the seas. I only walk on land when I have to work:wah: Here's a real pic of my crew and I....

along-for-the-ride · Post by **along-for-the-ride** » Mon Oct 13, 2008 1:44 pm

Thanks for sharing, Kathy Ellen. The story of the mermaid is always bitterseet.

abbey · Post by **abbey** » Mon Oct 13, 2008 1:44 pm

Cute :-4

I use this pic as an avatar on another forum.

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Kathy Ellen · Post by **Kathy Ellen** » Mon Oct 13, 2008 1:48 pm

abbey;1019227 wrote: Cute :-4

I use this pic as an avatar on another forum.

No fair Abbey...you're prettier than me

Oh well....we can be sistas:-6:p Love that avatar.

Kathy Ellen · Post by **Kathy Ellen** » Mon Oct 13, 2008 3:29 pm

Abbey,

When I was a kid we lived in a two story home and my rellys lived downstairs.

My cousin Peggy and I used to play "Mr. Peabody and the Mermaid" (you should watch that if you haven't seen it....old, black and white fab movie) She was sooooo damn bossy....I always had to be the fishergirl at the top of the stairs throwing the line down to the bottom of the stairs to catch the beautiful mermaid.

I still tease her today about why she always had to be the pretty mermaid and me a fishergirl who was laden down with poles and smelly fish

Kathy Ellen · Post by **Kathy Ellen** » Mon Oct 13, 2008 3:34 pm

Here's a link to the movie Mr. Peabody and the Mermaid...it's wonderful....

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0040614/

Odie · Post by **Odie** » Mon Oct 13, 2008 4:07 pm

beautfiul!

Kathy Ellen · Post by **Kathy Ellen** » Mon Oct 13, 2008 4:32 pm

Hey Odie:-6

If you like mermaids and old movies...you might like "Mr. Peabody and the Mermaid" It's an oldie but goodie:-4 They don't make movies like this anymore.

*****...keep forgetting to make all green:-5

Kathy Ellen · Post by **Kathy Ellen** » Fri Jan 16, 2009 5:55 pm

THE SHELL

by Roisin Moriarty

They walk along the beach

Hand in hand

He wears a soldierâ€™s uniform

Her glossy hair catches the oceanâ€™s light

The sky arcs over them

A blue bowl

From which the sun strikes down

On the rolling sea

Firing splinters of brilliant light into eyes

Already blinded by love

He searches the pale sand exhaling beneath their feet

A gift for her who leans into him

And gives him the comfort

Of her warm, round body

Something the sea has given up

Tucked by a finger of ocean

Under a sentinel of rock

A whorled shell

Twined around peach colored pearl

Like an innocent dawn

A hungry ear listening for the pulse of life

He draws it out

Hands it to her

Watches her face break open in a smile

So sweet and warm and full of expectation

It stops his breath

She presses the shell to her ear

Where his fingers have recently brushed

But instead of the hushing sea

She hears an echo of distant voices

Remember me.

They walk on down the beach

Hand in hand

She carries the shell

Innocent as the dawn, hungry for the pulse of life

And the sea murmurs around them

Remember me.

kazalala · Post by **kazalala** » Sat Jan 17, 2009 3:37 am

Thats lovely Kathy:-4

Kathy Ellen · Post by **Kathy Ellen** » Sun Jan 25, 2009 12:31 pm

The sea and the solitary soul

Quiet, near the sea

But miles away from the crowd

Stands the solitary figure

Whose gaze pierces the depth

The dark sea and the dark night

Appears mysterious and too frightening

But she stands unbaffled and remote

The dark sea echoes within her

Remote and alluringâ€¦

Both are calm

But with a tumult inside

She is now closer to the sea

Herself the solitary figure

To be one with the sea

To share the isolation

And the alluring mystery

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