Do you write poetry? I know a merman who writes the most vunderful poems I have ever had the pleasure to read. If you have written poetry and it is copyrighted, send it to me. I will post on this page. I am posting a lovely mermaid poem written by a handsome merman named Bill Whittaker. It is copyrighted so no funky junky...
Well, wouldn't you know it but I got back up. Couldn't sleep. So here is my poetry for the evening LMBO!
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I'm a m-e-r-m-a-i-d
And I wear high heels too!
MR. HEROINE BLUES
This poem has nothing to do with mermaids. However, I have always been moved by it. Although I have never experimented with drugs in my life, maybe reading this will help somone? I just left a poets web page and people are taking credit for this poem and I don't believe,especially the one girl who says she wrote it, did. I first read this poem years ago in a magazine. The girl who wrote it was in jail at the time. The magazine article showed her picture, talked about her nightmare of a journey down heroine lane. Her mother was even a part of the article. So, whoever she was/is - God bless her for writing. This is worth reading!
Honey, before you start fooling with me, let me tell you how it will be.
I shall succeed and make you my slave, Those stronger than you have gone to the grave.
You think you can never become a disgrace, Ending up addicted to poppy seed waste.
So you start inhaling me one afternoon, But into your veins I'll go very soon.
And once I have entered your veins, The cravings for me will drive you insane.
You'll beg and you'll steal for narcotic charm, Only content when I'm in your arm.
You'll sell your own body just for a buck, And turn into something vile and corrupt.
And one day you'll realize the monster you've grown, And solemnly swear to leave me alone.
If you think you can master the mystical knack, Sweetie ... try getting me off your back.
You'll vomit, you'll cramp, you'll tie in a knot, Jangling, your nerves will scream for a shot.
The hot chills, the cold sweats, the withdrawal pains, Can only be stopped by little white grains.
There is no other way, and no need to look, Deep down inside you know you are hooked.
I warn you ahead, so if you should start, It says in the contract, "Till death do us part."
I just posted a beautiful mermaid poem at www.thevintagemermaid.com on my VINTAGE MERMAID ARTISANS page. You will have to go there to read but here is a little prose to get you started;)
I do not know what haunts me,
What saddened my mind all day;
An age-old tale confounds me,
A spell I cannot allay.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I'm a m-e-r-m-a-i-d
And I wear high heels too!
MR. HEROINE BLUES
This poem has nothing to do with mermaids. However, I have always been moved by it. Although I have never experimented with drugs in my life, maybe reading this will help somone? I just left a poets web page and people are taking credit for this poem and I don't believe,especially the one girl who says she wrote it, did. I first read this poem years ago in a magazine. The girl who wrote it was in jail at the time. The magazine article showed her picture, talked about her nightmare of a journey down heroine lane. Her mother was even a part of the article. So, whoever she was/is - God bless her for writing. This is worth reading!
Honey, before you start fooling with me, let me tell you how it will be.
I shall succeed and make you my slave, Those stronger than you have gone to the grave.
You think you can never become a disgrace, Ending up addicted to poppy seed waste.
So you start inhaling me one afternoon, But into your veins I'll go very soon.
And once I have entered your veins, The cravings for me will drive you insane.
You'll beg and you'll steal for narcotic charm, Only content when I'm in your arm.
You'll sell your own body just for a buck, And turn into something vile and corrupt.
And one day you'll realize the monster you've grown, And solemnly swear to leave me alone.
If you think you can master the mystical knack, Sweetie ... try getting me off your back.
You'll vomit, you'll cramp, you'll tie in a knot, Jangling, your nerves will scream for a shot.
The hot chills, the cold sweats, the withdrawal pains, Can only be stopped by little white grains.
There is no other way, and no need to look, Deep down inside you know you are hooked.
I warn you ahead, so if you should start, It says in the contract, "Till death do us part."
I just posted a beautiful mermaid poem at www.thevintagemermaid.com on my VINTAGE MERMAID ARTISANS page. You will have to go there to read but here is a little prose to get you started;)
What saddened my mind all day;
An age-old tale confounds me,
A spell I cannot allay.
I like all of the poems here. The one that touched me is Mr. Heroine Blues. I have never done drugs either but this poem is awesome.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the comment. It really is a touching, awesome poem.
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