The Mermaid from the Mountains

Posted on by Shreya Joshi Posted in Poetry, Writer lifeTagged , ,

One moonlit night
From lofty mountain
Silvery heights
A mystic maid
On a mossy bank
Leaned forward slowly
Staring solemnly at a moonlit pool below.
Innocent she was
As reflected there
Her amber eyes ablaze
And ebony hair
Danced in the wind
Which at that very midnight moment
Did suddenly gust
And like a kite
Her gold trimmed robe
Was suddenly aloft.
And high above the mountain ridge
She sailed until her village now
Did disappear behind a bouncing cloud
Then through the cooling mists
She was gently held, then dropped
Until at last
Came into view
A rocky ledge
Caressed by a warm, green sea
Was now to be
The edge of her new domain
Now that the mercurial wind
Had she set free.

And there she sat
A bit forlorn
For beneath the silken robe she’d worn
She looked slowly down, turned slightly pale
For transformed now her feet
Were instead a shining, sparkling tail
And near at hand
Her exquisite waist
A ruby studded trident lay.
Then suddenly she woke
As from a dream
A then a power within
Took shape and form
And with the trident aloft
She unclasped her robe
And to the outstretched sea
She did disrobe
And loosed her breasts till they hung free
Then and commanded sliding slowly uncoiling
Her glittering tail
Toward the sea
She plunged inside.

All at once the sea life there did
Open wide the frothy waves
And now their amber eyed queen they as one
Did herald
And then her uncoiling, wet and ebony black hair
Her body arching
Slender, sleek and firm
And with her fishy train, now warm and winding
She beheld them all with flirtatious gaze
And teasing smile
But seeing her throne awaiting
Her dancing, waving seaweed bed,
She rested not,
For on a whim
With her jewel encrusted belly shining
Her lustrous, arching tail beckoning
Sensual and slithering
Demanding to be preened and pampered
Kissed, adored
Adorned
Ogled and worshipped
By all her slaves and subjects
Now bound to her by deep desire
In her wild and crazy
Never scary
Dark and wavy
Queendom of the deep.

– Xavier

A very dear friend and a fellow blogger wrote this in response to my poem The Call of The Sea. He once asked me, “What would happen if the hands pulled me into the ocean instead?” And gifted me this beautiful poem. And I say, no Handmade Gift, can ever take place of this beautiful gestures, cause poems are Heartmade. I don’t have to tell you guys how awesome he is or how beautifully he writes, cause this poem speaks for itself.

Thank you so much Xavier. This means a lot to me! Love you loads and loads.

Featured image by: Stefan Keller from Pixabay

44 thoughts on “The Mermaid from the Mountains”

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    Lia says:

    Wowzas. I was going to say, “Talk about a siren call!” But realizing at the end it was by your friend, and not by you yourself, I now amend it to “A siren called”! 😉😄😍🤩 Beautiful work, on both artists’ beautiful parts. 🙏🎉🧜‍♀️🧜‍♂️🌊👌🙌

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    Brad Osborne says:

    Xavier has created a lovely poem. And you are so deserving of the recognition and honor. It is high praise when an artists dedicates a piece to someone. It is scary for the artist, as we don’t always know if our art will do justice to the person we honor. We can only hope that our words touch the other person as deeply as they came from within us. I think he has done an excellent job of that here. Moving, emotional, and serene!

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      WildHeart says:

      I had tears in my eyes even before I read this poem. I had never thought of myself to be worthy of something like this. Especially, cause I’m still just learning. It was such an overwhelming experience. I didn’t even know if I should post it, or if he would want to post it in his blog first. I took an entire night to calm myself and reach out to him, cause all the emotions I felt was just too much. He’s such an amazing person. And a damn good writer. 🙈❤️

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