The Mermaid
A Mystical Marine Siren
A totally free form poem from the thoughts of a Mermaid. There are lots of songs and poems about these sea creatures and this is mine.
Martin Carthy wrote a song about a mermaid but that will be one of many, but I chosen this haunting "Song of Sirens"
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Never Chase A Mermaid
If You Don’t Know How To Swim
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Her Hair Is Gold
Her Smile Beguiles
Her Skin So Smooth
Her Tail Greensilver
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She Is A Siren
Queen of Deep Water
Beneath The Waves
In Coral Caves
You May Find Her
She May Find You
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She Will Bewitch
Her Perfect Smile
She Will Take your Heart
You Are Beguiled
Her Beauty Unfading
This Ocean Queen
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But
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Never Chase A Mermaid
If You Don’t Know How To Swim
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This is an incredible poem, love mermaids