Here's where I store all the poetry that people send in to be posted, or all the unowned poetry I've collected from the 'net. If poetry's your thing, welcome to the club! ^_^ I hope you enjoy today's selection!

Also, please remember that if you have any mermaid/fantasy/dark poetry, or even poetry of any kind, I'd love to post it! You don't have to be Walt Whitman, just send me your stuff and I'll gladly stick it up for you! Just send anything you've got right here! Thanks! ^_^

Mermaid Lore From William Shakespeare's Love-In-Idleness "Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath That the rude sea grew civil at her song. And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music ..."

The Mermaid A folk song One night as I lay on my bed, I lay so fast asleep, When the thought of my true love came running to my head And poor sailors that sail on the deep. As I sailed out one day, one day, And being not far from land, And there I spied a mermaid a-sitting on a rock With a comb and a glass in her hand. The song she sang, she sang so sweet, But no answer at all could us make, Till at last our gallant ship she tooked round about Which made all our poor hearts to ache. Then up stepped the helmsman of our ship In his hand a lead and line; All for to sound the seas, my boys, that is so wide and deep But to hard rock or sand could he find. Then up stepped the captain of our ship And a well-speaking man is he, He says, "I have a wife, my boys, in fair Plymouth town But this night a widow she will be." Then up stepped the bosun of our ship And a well-spoken man was he, He says, "I have two sons, my boys, in fair Bristol town And orphans I fear they will be. And then up stepped the little cabin boy And a pretty boy was he, He says, "Oh I grieve for my own mother dear Whom I shall nevermore see." "Last night, when the moon shined bright My mother had sons five, But now she may look in the salt, salt sea And find but one alive." Call a boat, call a boat, my fair Plymouth boys Don't you hear how the trumpets sound? For the want of a long-boat in the ocean we were lost And most of our merry men drowned.

Mermaid Rule Brittannia A folk song Oh 'twas in the broad Atlantic, mid the equinoctial gale That a young fellow fell overboard among the sharks and whales And down he went as a streak of light, so quickly down went he Until he came to a mermaid at the bottom of the deep blue sea Singing Rule Britannia, Britannia rules the waves And Britons never, never, never shall be married To a mermaid at the bottom of the deep blue sea She raised herself on her beautiful tail and gave him her soft wet hand "I've long been waiting for you my dear now welcome safe to land Go back to your messmates for the last time and tell them all from me That you're married to a mermaid at the bottom of the deep blue sea We sent a boat to look for him expecting to find his corpse When up he came with a bang and a shout and a voice sepulchrally hoarse My comrades and my messmates oh do not look for me For I'm married to a mermaid at the bottom of the deep blue sea In my chest you'll find my half year's wage likewise a lock of hair This locket from my neck you'll take and bear to my young wife dear My carte de visite to my grandmother take, tell her not to weep for me For I'm married to a mermaid at the bottom of the deep blue sea The anchor was weighed, and the sails unfurled and the ship was sailing free When up we went to our cap-i-tan and our tale we told to he The captain he went to the old ship's side and out loud bellowed he "Be as happy as you can, with your wife, my man, at the bottom of the deep blue sea"

Well, that's all for now! Please check back later! ^_^