Three swimmers
A dream of sea and sky
I saw a maiden by the shore
Beneath a starlit sky.
Swimming in the waves she was,
Shameless in her nudity.
Earth, ocean, sky and woman
Were but one enduring memory.
Brighter than the starlight ran
Atop her foaming destiny.
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I saw a mother by the shore
Beneath a starlit sky.
Swimming in the waves she was,
Shameless in her nudity.
Her haunting presence left a trail,
Her body soft and sleek yet found,
Her legs were surely mermaid's tail,
Poseidon's daughter, ocean bound.
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I saw a lady by the shore,
Her argent hair a comet's tail.
Not a stitch of clothing wore
This lady of the water, frail.
Would, dear madam, you could take
This landsman's hand and make
A merman of me I would own
To join you in your briny home.
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Alas, dear sir, it cannot be,
For sorceress I am not, I say.
On your dry land you must remain,
Watch o'er the shoreline when you may.
And should you see in yonder blue
My watery being you would know
That you may hold my image true,
As deep below the waves I go.
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The Comet is currently exhibited with other works by Eileen Cooper RA
EILEEN COOPER RA: Swimming in the Night Sky
Exhibition 8-27 April 2024
Rabley Gallery Marlborough Wiltshire SN8 2LW
About the Creator
Raymond G. Taylor
Author based in Kent, England. A writer of fictional short stories in a wide range of genres, he has been a non-fiction writer since the 1980s. Non-fiction subjects include art, history, technology, business, law, and the human condition.
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Comments (6)
The blues always draw me in....just like your poem, too.
Lovely artwork and a poem worthy of its beauty. As Lindsay said, beautiful imagery! Nicely done!
Beautiful imagery in this poem!
The artwork seemed a little disturbing. Please don't get me wrong, it's beautiful but what I meant by disturbing it that when I first saw it, I thought that woman was raped, murdered by twisting her next and dumped into the ocean. I have no idea why my mind works this way 😅 Loved your poem!
This is one picturesque piece of poetry. Quite visual.
Great fantasy poetry 🙂