As the Murky Mermaid Cried, It Never Seems to Work Out for Me with You Mortal Twerps!

  • photosHas our romance tanked? Or were you just horsing around the whole time anyway?

Deep Anxiety

Azure the swell of the ocean

As it laps at my ankles and knees

Returns me to innocent ages

With its salt-scented tropical breeze

Enticing me into the water

To dance with the angels and clowns,

Those colorful fish,

Whose great subversive wish

Is that every two-legs of us drowns

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Is my luminous love anemone of the people?

Jellied Love

Wrap your arms around me, Dear,

Your thousand arms diaphanous

And slinky; pull me closer thus

And squish my spleen right out my ear—

 

A hug is only so refined,

Caresses valued most and best

That find me mashed against your chest

Until I’m quite out of my mind—

 

Crush me with adoration, squeeze

The living daylights from my heart

Till I this earthly plane depart

To ocean’s bottom, pretty please!

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When love comes the raw prawn and leaves you blue . . .

Ice for the Drinking

Has love grown cold? Didst run too hot?

I’m lost now that I’ve got it not,

And plunged into a deep abyss

Where everything is dark, amiss;

Neither is it quite blue or green,

But rather some miracle in between,

That diamond shimmer’s cold allure

Demands my fealty for sure

When sun sears high and day grows long;

It plies the perfect siren song

Toward leaping in the drink to freeze

My overheated soul with breeze

Tinted with mint or Curaçao . . .

Say, I could use an ice cube now!

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Ah, Ophelia, you are not alone in falling into the drink!

12 thoughts on “As the Murky Mermaid Cried, It Never Seems to Work Out for Me with You Mortal Twerps!

    • Thank you, Geni! I’m extremely fond of aquarium visits myself, if it’s not already obvious from many of my photos, not to mention my longtime Fish-and-Pencils phase of drawing!

  1. Hi,
    I could forget about every other things while I read your rhythmic and sheer poetic lines. Enjoyed to the heart!
    And perfect matching photo in each set. The first one stands out in its own way; 2nd, 3rd & 4th have become my favorites!! Superb post 🙂

    • I’m glad you enjoyed these. I guess it’s obvious that I love rhythm when it comes to poems, and in some ways, that’s what I like about photographing water and things *in* water–the rhythm in their patterns and movements–too.

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