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|Okay, I know it isn't creative, but I was not in the best writing mode. A poem about a mermaid wishing to please the king, her father, with her voice.||
Her tail swished through the water,
Bubbles formed like tiny rainbow jewels.
Her auburn hair wild behind her as pearls glimmered in its fiery dephs.
A sing-song voice as beautiful and seductive as sirens,
Echoed through the deep blue sea.
The princess of all mermaids has come,
Her pearls shining like miniature moons,
Her scales each as if gilded with sun rays,
Her light green skin, like the weeds beneath.
The princess has come.
The conches of her necklace stringed together with a mother pearl at its tip,
The sides of her eyes smeared with the glitter of scales the color of the blue sky.
The princess has come,
To sing for her father.
Her eyes bright with excitement,
The emerald dephs of her eyes.
Her lips quivering with each note,
The wish for perfection.
The princess has come,
With a gift for the king.
The coral palace in all its delight,
Shining in its best for the arrival of the princess,
The most loved of the children of the king.
Curtains of conches hung,
Seafood delicacy, never seen above,
All there just for the princess to come.
The maids are seated, the knights are seated,
The servants stand proud, the peasants are quiet;
The princess is here in her escort of twelve.
My dear, sing. Sing like you never had before.
The princess was ready,
Her soprano sound,
All they needed,
Was her to open her mouth.
Yet nothing came but a single bubble,
The audience shocked into utter silence.
The princess stood in the light of the her father,
Like a young lost child,
Waiting for her father to save her.
He shook his head,
Leaving her in dreadful tears.
For all the glamour and in all her pride,
She dressed up and practiced,
For her fatherí»s right.
She wanted nothing,
No jewels or slaves,
Only a smile from her faraway father.
Yet today she proved,
Useless as ever,
That she no longer holds his favor.
Lost in thought,
Lost in shame,
She cries and cries though not seen,
As her tears drown in her shame and
She drowns in the sea, her home,
She wakes up as a wave breaks and hits her face.
Big inquisitive eyes staring down at her.
It was only a dream.
The sea gull pecked at her hair,
stealing a pearl from its tangled nest.
The sun was setting,
Turning the water to the bloody tears of the dying sun.
Tonight is the night
The princess comes and sings to her father.
Will she win his favor?
She dared not guess.
Without a word,
For the princess has come,
And it is her.
|Little Pink Riding Hood||Midnight Chapter 5|
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