Sunday, January 22, 2017

Mommy Mermaid.


All the morning watercolours are blurring together.  Morning Mermaids.  I will get this out of my system at some point.


What a baby mermaid looks like.



The steps:


Its real hard to remember to snap photos along the way as you paint.


detail.


                  Mommy Mermaid
                  by tereSager

Mommy Mermaid braids her hair
while baby mermaid has no care
upon the rocks beside the sea.
The lullaby of distant shore

does beckon them to swim too near
where fishing boats will cast a snare.
This would be the lovely end
of dreaming idle in the sun.

But Mommy Mermaid will be strong.
Instead she sings a siren song
to lure the boats out to the deep
where her advantage she does reap.

A ship of fools upon the rocks
to mermaids is delightful.
They sit and watch and clap and sing,
entertainment so insightful.

There's no remorse for what she's done.
It's in her very nature
while baby mermaid learns the way
to avoid her certain capture.


Pleeeeease don't sue me, that is the worst poem ever.  I must need a nap.

Another mermaid soon...


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