She is
a menacing myth
made mostly of mirth and mildew:
she meanders amidst malice
marking mavens, and
making them mad with her magic
the mermaid meets men,
she mirrors their meek mentalities.
most melt, meeting her malevolence
she makes mincemeat of “modesty”
Well, Sometimes no poetry without the element of magic, yeah? ✨️✨️✨️💫
I’d like to think everyone can identify or identify with the mermaid in someway.
captivating imagery💯💯
I love this. How almost every word starts with an M. The imagery you provoke in the readers mind is beautiful.
Okay… you gotta love this one! This is seriously amazing and so well written! The flow, rhythm and expressions.. everything! I thoroughly enjoyed reading it and especially the lines- “a menacing myth” and “he makes mincemeat of “modesty””…. Actually scratch that! The whole poem is my favorite! Really well-done ^^