The Mermaid

A story in poem format...

 

Was watchin' the harbour one gray morn,
and listening to the soft wail of the harbour pilot's horn...
when I stumbled upon a necklace of shell and bone...
I picked it up, and looked it over, wondering if it had a home...

Me ears heard a sobbin' and I followed the eerie sound,
almost stumbled across her, tangled in fishermen's net, and washed up aground...

Me eyes opened wide, as me hands worked it loose to save her life,
hers opened wide in fear, as I had to use me knife

the lass had no legs, and her clothing was amiss,
and her beauty, oh lord, so hard to resist...

I smiled to reassure her, and whispered to her softly...
I helped her to sit, and gave my shirt for her modesty
She still sobbed, but tried to smile regardless...
She spoke to me, her voice sweet and seductive, yet full of innocence...
I could not understand, but I saw her face alight...
her gaze fell to my hand and I knew her heart's delight
She kissed my cheek, and took the necklace of bone and shell,
I carried her to the water and wished her well.
She reached for my knife, and confused, I gave it her...
she cut a lock of her hair, and tied it in kelp...
She kissed me and I understood that should I ever need it she would always be there to help.

My next trip to sea, was eventful to the last,
my ship hitting the rocks, and sinking very fast...
and lo what should I see,but my mermaid, an' some dolphins, come to rescue me...

me mates were saved, but I didn't wish to leave...
Departin' my lady of the water, why 'twould only make me grieve...
I followed her down, into the depths, and her kiss I felt once again...
now I swim with her, and will till my life's end...

The End

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