Mermaid Verse

music flows from lips and as words meet sound bound and found me, your eyes wide open, soul sprightly greeting thee….

Posed (3-16-2012) by Megan Seaman

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We saw those clouds

All purple and puffed

White porcelain stuffed




against bright blue

early afternoon

and forgot.


Guided bodies by breath

Leading to their rest

We laid them down while

Legs crawled up walls




on lavender heights

opening minds to what might

be forgotten.


But we were tired

Wired and wistful too long

Yearning for sweet sun,





to be our golden desire

so now retired

to our beds.


What we found

Was wonder in the chill of

North winds blowing above





seeing the doves take flight

with freedom and light

witnessed and remembered.” – Megan Marie Seaman


Author: meganseaman

trying to remember what I was looking for...

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