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A sea sprite named Alyssa dwelt deep beneath the sea.
She was said to be enchanted by an elf within a tree.
The elf lived in a knot hole inside a large old oak.
She was said to be enchanted by an elf within a tree.
The elf lived in a knot hole inside a large old oak.
His name was Lorenzo he lived with wee, small folk.
They danced about a campfire and looked for other elves.
The men seeking earnestly to find brides for themselves.
Lorenzo saw the sea sprite sunbathing on the sand.
He wasn't fast enough when she fled from land.
He stood there every day hoping she would re-appear.
His heart wracked with lonliness he started drinking beer.
He wished to give her roses and hoped to win her heart
but ever day that passed him by found them yet apart.
The beer made him thoughtless and also blurry-eyed.
When she at last come to him he found himself tongue-tied.
Poor Lorenzo weaved about he stuttered and he stammered.
Speechless, handing her the rose. Poor old guy was hammered.
She took the rose from his hand and couldn't help but laugh.
Poor Lorenzo stood there just bobbing on his staff.
He was trying oh so hard to cast a magic spell.
But he only stuttered it did not go so well.
Finally, turning in a circle he gave the staff a whirl.
Turned it accidentally on himself - poof! - he became a pearl.
She has him in a keep-sake box with lots of other junk.
Let this be a lesson - elves please don't get drunk.
The smoky breath of Poseidon,
Billowing over wintered wings.
Gracefully touched by ice maidens,
Silent thoughts magically sing.
The mother's crystalline wine,
Flows over verdant isles.
Glimmering like an ancient shrine,
A mirror expanding endless miles.
A melody floats upon the tides,
Lingering within cool sprays.
Upon creamy foam the tune rides,
And silver notes gently raise.
Sweetened with an aqua hue,
The mermaid song plays on.
Secrets of the depths are viewed,
Unlocked by the coming dawn.
A symphony soars within the light,
Sea nymph voices floating high.
Within the sound I hear her might,
Echoing where ocean meets sky.
The crystal opera begins to fade,
Becoming now a hymn of the sea.
Memories fall in a final cascade,
Reminding that the song shall always be.
Read more at: http://www.netpoets.com/poems/beauty/1575002.htm © netpoets.com
Billowing over wintered wings.
Gracefully touched by ice maidens,
Silent thoughts magically sing.
The mother's crystalline wine,
Flows over verdant isles.
Glimmering like an ancient shrine,
A mirror expanding endless miles.
A melody floats upon the tides,
Lingering within cool sprays.
Upon creamy foam the tune rides,
And silver notes gently raise.
Sweetened with an aqua hue,
The mermaid song plays on.
Secrets of the depths are viewed,
Unlocked by the coming dawn.
A symphony soars within the light,
Sea nymph voices floating high.
Within the sound I hear her might,
Echoing where ocean meets sky.
The crystal opera begins to fade,
Becoming now a hymn of the sea.
Memories fall in a final cascade,
Reminding that the song shall always be.
Read more at: http://www.netpoets.com/poems/beauty/1575002.htm © netpoets.com
The smoky breath of Poseidon,
Billowing over wintered wings.
Gracefully touched by ice maidens,
Silent thoughts magically sing.
The mother's crystalline wine,
Flows over verdant isles.
Glimmering like an ancient shrine,
A mirror expanding endless miles.
A melody floats upon the tides,
Lingering within cool sprays.
Upon creamy foam the tune rides,
And silver notes gently raise.
Sweetened with an aqua hue,
The mermaid song plays on.
Secrets of the depths are viewed,
Unlocked by the coming dawn.
A symphony soars within the light,
Sea nymph voices floating high.
Within the sound I hear her might,
Echoing where ocean meets sky.
The crystal opera begins to fade,
Becoming now a hymn of the sea.
Memories fall in a final cascade,
Reminding that the song shall always be.
Read more at: http://www.netpoets.com/poems/beauty/1575002.htm © netpoets.com
Billowing over wintered wings.
Gracefully touched by ice maidens,
Silent thoughts magically sing.
The mother's crystalline wine,
Flows over verdant isles.
Glimmering like an ancient shrine,
A mirror expanding endless miles.
A melody floats upon the tides,
Lingering within cool sprays.
Upon creamy foam the tune rides,
And silver notes gently raise.
Sweetened with an aqua hue,
The mermaid song plays on.
Secrets of the depths are viewed,
Unlocked by the coming dawn.
A symphony soars within the light,
Sea nymph voices floating high.
Within the sound I hear her might,
Echoing where ocean meets sky.
The crystal opera begins to fade,
Becoming now a hymn of the sea.
Memories fall in a final cascade,
Reminding that the song shall always be.
Read more at: http://www.netpoets.com/poems/beauty/1575002.htm © netpoets.com
The smoky breath of Poseidon,
Billowing over wintered wings.
Gracefully touched by ice maidens,
Silent thoughts magically sing.
The mother's crystalline wine,
Flows over verdant isles.
Glimmering like an ancient shrine,
A mirror expanding endless miles.
A melody floats upon the tides,
Lingering within cool sprays.
Upon creamy foam the tune rides,
And silver notes gently raise.
Sweetened with an aqua hue,
The mermaid song plays on.
Secrets of the depths are viewed,
Unlocked by the coming dawn.
A symphony soars within the light,
Sea nymph voices floating high.
Within the sound I hear her might,
Echoing where ocean meets sky.
The crystal opera begins to fade,
Becoming now a hymn of the sea.
Memories fall in a final cascade,
Reminding that the song shall always be.
Read more at: http://www.netpoets.com/poems/beauty/1575002.htm © netpoets.com
Billowing over wintered wings.
Gracefully touched by ice maidens,
Silent thoughts magically sing.
The mother's crystalline wine,
Flows over verdant isles.
Glimmering like an ancient shrine,
A mirror expanding endless miles.
A melody floats upon the tides,
Lingering within cool sprays.
Upon creamy foam the tune rides,
And silver notes gently raise.
Sweetened with an aqua hue,
The mermaid song plays on.
Secrets of the depths are viewed,
Unlocked by the coming dawn.
A symphony soars within the light,
Sea nymph voices floating high.
Within the sound I hear her might,
Echoing where ocean meets sky.
The crystal opera begins to fade,
Becoming now a hymn of the sea.
Memories fall in a final cascade,
Reminding that the song shall always be.
Read more at: http://www.netpoets.com/poems/beauty/1575002.htm © netpoets.com
Credits:
Body:
Petite by Fallen Gods Inc - Sea Sprite NEW NEW NEW @ Fantasy Faire 2015 (April 23th - May 3rd)
Hair by Tameless - Cher
Clothes:
Outfit by Caverna Obscura - Rusalka Outfit
Sandals by Caverna Obscura - Shells & Corals Sandals
Accessories:
Wings by Vaengi (store closed)
Sea Horse & Trident by Bare Rose
Horns by Cerridwen's Cauldron - Tuatha Horns - RARE @ Fantasy Faire 2015 (April 23th - May 3rd)
