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11/19/18
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She was hiding
Her tail flicking back and forth
Fish scales travelling up her skin
Like green flecked tiles on canvas cream.
Her eyes were trained upwards
Watching the silhouette of a ship
Sailing over calm waters
Unaware of sailors'
Soon to be slaughter.
A sneer curled her pretty lips
Her raven locks dancing
Off her shoulders
Like serpents swaying
Awaiting orders.
She turned to her sisters
All blue eyed and dark haired
All one with the sea and tides
And she nodded.
They broke the barrier between ocean and air
Salt clinging to their cheeks
Their lips parted
All at once.
Singing softly
Beckoning slightly,
Haunting serenades
Hung in the sky.
And the ship did not move
And sailors did not sail
Instead throwing themselves
Overboard
Ready to die.
She grabbed one sailor
A man so frightened
And caught him with her gaze.
He made no more movement
As she kissed
Kissed him and plunged
Deeper into cold water's embrace.
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Neon
عشوائي(SOMEHOW, REGULAR UPDATES) A collection of poems, short stories in poetic form, rants hidden in poetic form and other things that pop up in my head. *** Staring at the canvas, She chose to pluck a brush From her own head, And paint with the colours...
