Sultry Mermaid
Inspired by Nicole West's fantasy sculpture
"Sultry Mermaid" I wrote this poem.
Sultry Mermaid
Oh, Maiden of the Sea
how could any man resist thee.
‘Tis not thy siren song
that makes the young man go wrong.
‘Tis only to gaze upon thy face
that makes the sailor's heart race.
No matter to the waves below he goes,
for ‘tis only the desire for she that he knows...
To find thy embrace and in thy bosom lie,
all the while entranced by thy deep sultry eye.
‘Tis the Love of Heaven he thinketh he found,
little knowing to the Sea he will forevermore be bound.
But he cares not, what his mate’s caution doth say,
for ‘tis the Sea that was his first Love anyway.
Into the cool brine he enters eagerly,
for his fair bride he searches longingly.
On a bed of billowy whack he floats,
above him white clouds like square rigged boats.
He lay dreaming of his coral skinned beauty,
her eyes of blue, hair of gold, and her lips so salty.
Upon the breeze he hears a song with gentle voice,
and she knows that he be here by his own choice.
Up from the deep she does swim,
and with outstretched arms softly cradles him.
Their bodies entwine and eyes finally meet,
a breath kiss of life, and the taste is so sweet.
Down they sink and the water it covers,
on goes the passion of deep sea lovers.
United forever with a kiss and a wish,
he lives now with pearly skinned fish.
His world is of the blue and green,
and all the wonders there to be seen.
Old fishermen tell the story,
of the Sea Maiden and the Sailor’s glory.
Of her beauty and the Love they share,
but to do the same they would never dare.
The legend warns to close ear and eye,
lest ye be lured by the Siren’s lullaby.
But for this Sailor ‘tis complete, to have the Sea and She,
for the Love of his Sea Maiden is as unending as the waves be.
Written by Selchie Grey
March 1, 2008
Inspired by Nicole West’s fantasy sculpture "Sultry Mermaid"
All work © Copyright 2008 Selchie Grey, all rights reserved.
"Sultry Mermaid" I wrote this poem.
Sultry Mermaid
Oh, Maiden of the Sea
how could any man resist thee.
‘Tis not thy siren song
that makes the young man go wrong.
‘Tis only to gaze upon thy face
that makes the sailor's heart race.
No matter to the waves below he goes,
for ‘tis only the desire for she that he knows...
To find thy embrace and in thy bosom lie,
all the while entranced by thy deep sultry eye.
‘Tis the Love of Heaven he thinketh he found,
little knowing to the Sea he will forevermore be bound.
But he cares not, what his mate’s caution doth say,
for ‘tis the Sea that was his first Love anyway.
Into the cool brine he enters eagerly,
for his fair bride he searches longingly.
On a bed of billowy whack he floats,
above him white clouds like square rigged boats.
He lay dreaming of his coral skinned beauty,
her eyes of blue, hair of gold, and her lips so salty.
Upon the breeze he hears a song with gentle voice,
and she knows that he be here by his own choice.
Up from the deep she does swim,
and with outstretched arms softly cradles him.
Their bodies entwine and eyes finally meet,
a breath kiss of life, and the taste is so sweet.
Down they sink and the water it covers,
on goes the passion of deep sea lovers.
United forever with a kiss and a wish,
he lives now with pearly skinned fish.
His world is of the blue and green,
and all the wonders there to be seen.
Old fishermen tell the story,
of the Sea Maiden and the Sailor’s glory.
Of her beauty and the Love they share,
but to do the same they would never dare.
The legend warns to close ear and eye,
lest ye be lured by the Siren’s lullaby.
But for this Sailor ‘tis complete, to have the Sea and She,
for the Love of his Sea Maiden is as unending as the waves be.
Written by Selchie Grey
March 1, 2008
Inspired by Nicole West’s fantasy sculpture "Sultry Mermaid"
All work © Copyright 2008 Selchie Grey, all rights reserved.