The Blue Hole Mermaid I saw a woman standing on a wet rock ledge A cool river flowing inches from her feet Rocks and sun and bushes and trees A cascading canyon punctuated by a blue hole Teaming with swim-her’s and swim-he's Her black hair straight and wet, shoulder length Streaming streams soaking the ashen rock base Sunlight sculpting feet, legs, hips, bumps, bulges, and breasts Packed away and upright she is a stout two-legged mermaid It is then I noticed her left leg, its’ that of a muscly man, And I wonder as I do “Did the donor have a name?”
© SB Joy, 2022
Sometime ago, back in Tennessee, there was a blue hole full of swim-her’s and swim-he’s, mermaids and mermen.
SB Joy
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