Author Information
With a Tail
Gather your pedigree in vintage brine,
skilled in sirens homage
combs of wrecks washed through,
shells wax grooming a modest nipple
shouts to bathing rays.
Streams of warmth
bleached naval creatures of needlepoint
what hangs of blood and magic
posed to fit in a bowl
short term
building plastic forts,
sliding on pearly scales
dames by waves.
to the salt
they nod
Holy Mermaid Tails, Batman!
a song of the sea and the fishbowl - loved the "salt" salute--Read 3x :D ~a~
.