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she must have swum the shoreline
til it was memorized she must have counted every starfish every pebble every shell every change in the sea she must have had a thousand pointed thoughts that pierced her heart until they became one thought it was SIMPLY all that she could think she must have wondered what would it be like to be a human being she must have thought: I know who I am but what might he be to me she may have rued her tail and wished for dangling shapely legs and how to change her situation she'd have to consider the distances which would mean the loss of all who she knew and how truly far those legs would take her away saudade is a misery a lonely place to be caught swimming it zaps the soul it sinks into the flesh of a tender heart its a sting of a wasting woe and dismay the mermaid whose hope grew only thinner as her want grew larger every day each thought and each hour she thinking more the thoughts that wise others would delay for love the little mermaid girl gave it all away................... LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS LITTLE DITTY 6/2/2022 8:48PM PACIFIC STANDARD TIME TIME AND DATE STAMPED AND ALSO FOR THIS POET/WRITER/AUTHOR MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY REGISTERED AND COPYRIGHTED POETRY SITE TITLE MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD WRITTEN DIRECTLY TO THE PAGE. Vote for this poem |
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