melissaahowells

      Poet's Home             All Poetry       Sign Up!  Login
© 2000-2022 Individual Authors of the Poetry. All rights reserved by authors.   455097 Poems Read.

Search for Poetry

   


Read Poetry
When You Learn Who You Really Are And What Is...

Anti-Poem Number Three 8/2/2022 Or, A Poem Your Proper Mother Wouldn't Write

That Once Respite Cave

We Are The Generators

Summer Storms / Electric Monsters



Talk To Me In The Dark 7/8/2022

Always Deep Blue (written 7/3-7/6/2022)

His Bitter Chocolate Heart (refrigerator magnet poem)

ANOTHER REFRIGERATOR POEM 7/2/2022

In And In Between The Silence 6/21/2022

You Do As You Please 8/17/2005 found poem, readjusted 6/20/22

Each One Of Them Is Accounted For (And Matters)

The Fire Once Within Goes Cold From Lack

Like Books Full Of Stories Stacked Behind Her

Call It Grace (another Anti-poem)

Like A Small Street Dog Lured In By The Promise Of Meat

A NOT-S0-SILLY ANTI-POETRY DITTY

Lights Out

Saudade: the feeling of wanting to be near someone who is far and distant

That No One But I Will Know (anti-poetry)

To Be In The Way

For My Brother T. J. ( 7/15/2022)

Dr. Frankenstein's Surprise (Re-Galvanized)

When Mr. Bemish Lost His Last Good Pair of Glasses

A Stranger In a Strange And Angry Land.

Crimson Lake (From 2008, flashing forward to 2022/April 19)

Words Being Yours...Until The Grave 4/23/2022

My Grey Haired Love...La La Lullaby , La La Lullaby My Love

I LOVE YOU ALWAYS ANYWAY AND INSTEAD

Your Candle Burning In the Wind

Certainly No Bread 3/16/2022

On Sunny Days , As I Pose For The Skies 3/17/2022

More Poetry >>

 
Features

  Sign Guestbook

Read Guestbook

 
   

This Is What Mermaids Dream Of


********

we've never met

yet your outline is sketched
into my memory
snoring in a bedroom near the ocean
where sea rocks meet the surf
and crash against the shore

I hear your restlessness
as you toss-turn in dreams

my blue-green mind caresses
you from the deep
I am Poseidon's Daughter
humming my songs hypnotic
the notes forming a snare
catching all who would listen
down into the skin crevices of the deep

I've never met you
yet my eyes have traced your eyes in the dark
I believe that
I see you see me unblinking

Have you as I have
wished for this
to be known
to be human and
buffered within the berth of your wide shoulders
even though I have sacrificed my tongue

This is how a mermaid dreams
when she loses her legs
and is left with the disappointment
of that large indifferent
vestigial tail


***************
LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM 2/26/2022 3:33 TIME AND DATE STAMPED
AND ALSO FOR THIS POET MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED
AND REGISTERED SITE TITLE:
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD





Vote for this poem