Mermaids in My Brain Waves:
It has always been this way, at least for as long as I can remember.
Living so close to the sea, I can not help but have Mermaids in my brainwaves. They float in my dreams, they swim in my fragrances and potions. They guide me through my days. Beckoning, ebbing and flowing with the tides.
there, at our secret spot
where we always hid away sipping champagne.
I was hurrying on my way to turn the key in the lock, and could not pause to sip with you.
But I caught a glimpse of you,
on your banana creme colored bicycle, which was once my own.
There you were, silent, staring knowingly out to sea. I knew what you were about to do.
No sooner had the thought entered my brain, you began to pedal toward the water.
Faster and faster, your hair flying in the wind,
your skirt dancing precariously between the chains,
catching and ripping between
I watched, holding my breath.
As soon as you entered the sea you were cleansed!
And Oh how I longed to join you.
-S. Abilon 2015 Sullivan's Island.