Lady la Mer
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There should be some song to capture this movement
some euphoric melody to play in the background of this dream-
this half human creature
bright eyes gleaming like an intense morning sun
in the direction of the surface
breathing inside the sea
the body that serves and an embryo for feeling and movement of this kind.
There is no soundtrack,
there's nothing to document this, nothing to recollect it by.
A sailor crashing upon the shores, a story of the ancient,
sirens on hill tops,
Naiad, Lorelei, Selkie
tales from long before my time-
what to call this creature by is beyond any name.
Skin glistens like a star pulled down from the black night sky
accidentally in the wrong atmosphere
flickering on and off, Christmas lights on a skin canvas
alive and moving
strands of hair floating as if in outer space
waving like the tale of a bizarre fish.
The sailor washing upon the shores of disbelief,
who ever considered this could be reality
myth and dream and legend
2011 Moira G. Gallaga©