The Pull

Wednesday, November 9th, 2016 2

this mermaid is being called,
lulled,
pulled by the ocean.
she sees the emeralds,
the turquoises,
the teals,
and it feels like home.
she aches to dive in,
feel the familiar,
the tide against her flesh,
her hair fan out in the waves.
yet, her gills feel inconsequential,
not quite developed.
or more apt, not quite regrown.
she wants to swim,
to delve deep again.
but she is still too much…human.
but, it’s coming,
her scales,
her surety,
that old knowing,
rebirthed into a greater truth.
it’s coming,
and the ocean will rush to greet her return…

2 Responses

  1. Lisa Gordon says:

    This is beautiful, Meghan.

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