Selkie Enchantment
She, wrapped in seal-skin coat, appeared, from out, of ocean waves.
The seagulls wheeled, above her, but she, scant attention, gave,
As, from a world, of surging depths, to rocky land, she came,
This creature, out, of legend, the name of "Selkie" claimed.
Her seal-coat, to secret, away, her mission, (much, at stake).
For, finding it, meant someone could from her, sweet freedom, take.
And though the land called her, to come, and visit, now and then,
The ocean called her, to return, to depths, with Selkie friends.
Her beauty was a lure, to men, to try, to claim the prize,
And there was sure enchantment, when they looked, into her eyes,
And, if one hid her seal-skin, for a wife, then, he could claim,
This otherworldly creature, of two natures, "Selkie" named.
And years could well, then, pass away, and children could be born,
Who looked, like ordinary folk, but she would be forlorn,
Until the day, she found, again, her seal-skin, and escaped,
Back, to her beloved home, and children, with her, take.
Now, be forewarned, all those, who'd prey, on her, if given chance.
'Tis better, to look, to your own, if you should seek romance,
For, torn asunder, would your heart, forever, come, to be,
To e'er have found, and then, have lost, the beauteous Selkie.
The seagulls wheeled, above her, but she, scant attention, gave,
As, from a world, of surging depths, to rocky land, she came,
This creature, out, of legend, the name of "Selkie" claimed.
Her seal-coat, to secret, away, her mission, (much, at stake).
For, finding it, meant someone could from her, sweet freedom, take.
And though the land called her, to come, and visit, now and then,
The ocean called her, to return, to depths, with Selkie friends.
Her beauty was a lure, to men, to try, to claim the prize,
And there was sure enchantment, when they looked, into her eyes,
And, if one hid her seal-skin, for a wife, then, he could claim,
This otherworldly creature, of two natures, "Selkie" named.
And years could well, then, pass away, and children could be born,
Who looked, like ordinary folk, but she would be forlorn,
Until the day, she found, again, her seal-skin, and escaped,
Back, to her beloved home, and children, with her, take.
Now, be forewarned, all those, who'd prey, on her, if given chance.
'Tis better, to look, to your own, if you should seek romance,
For, torn asunder, would your heart, forever, come, to be,
To e'er have found, and then, have lost, the beauteous Selkie.
Donna L. Ferguson Dudley, copyright 2017 9/05/17
Art James Browne
Art James Browne
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