More Selkie Poetry

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In the Bath, Remembering

I spend long hours in the bath
Soaking
Door locked against the world
And him

This water is scalding
Scented with roses
Not the icy flow,
Salt and chill,
I know
From years ago

But my buoyed body
Remembers
In flesh
The ocean’s cradle,
Wave-washed touch
And play,
As steam curls
Above my head
And hot water swirls
‘round my hips


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Not Enough?

I walk the shoreline
One unwebbed foot in front of the other
Walking without aim and with
only anger
To guide me.

He has stolen my skin

Was it not enough that I said yes
Folded my second self into a chest
Showed his world my pleasing human face

Was it not enough that I left
the ocean

For him


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Fading (Out of Time)

I thought I was you wife
Dearest
Partner of greatness

Not so

I am a hooked fish
trapped animal

Club me, why don’t you?
At least that’d leave marks.
Something I could see in the mirror
When I try to see where I left
Myself


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Homeward

I spend whole days
On the shore
Following the tide lines
Towards the horizon.

Wind whips my skin
That I bare where he
Can’t see me

But that nagging voice
The thought of his reproachful eyes
Call me home again
When the sun starts to sink

I arrive
Unkempt
Skirts damp from the rising tide
To meet his questions
his silence

Pebbles
Plucked from the beach
Turn to boulders and
Burdened with the weight of his gaze
I turn shoreward, longing for the wind and the waves

These four walls
Are not my home
anymore


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Quick Sand

I thought I could save my self
Spread out my weight,
Don’t move

I thought I could stop sinking
If I just stopped

Struggling

Only makes you sink

Faster

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