I walked past the city of bones
and the smiling bodies
all plump and tattooed.
Corpse Bride danced
with flowers in her hair
and a dress that sparkled
like the stars in the sky.
Then the fog rolled in as always.
I didn’t want to leave
the flower of my youth,
the sea foam that made me,
the Victorians that arched around my heart.
I promised I’d come back
when I retired
like a sea witch
to walk the sands with ageless feet
and mermaid’s hair.
Until then, the cypresses
will tilt their heads at me,
the seashells will dry in the sun.
I will walk on fire and stone and earth
until the water wreathes my ankles
and I can swim with the stars again.
Thank you, Maria,
For another superb piece of poetry.
Maria, your work is always excellent. Thank you!
Thank you, Andy and Andrew, for your kind words and support!