A mermaid I slip both legs into the bath water envelopes enfolds encircles me in liquid— all the way to my chin
Shoulders slide down feet dangle neck perches on lip of rim
Inside me water laughs meets its sister outside me
I float, ripple, undulate in tiny waves inside this boat eyes closed
I am home
We are all mermaids or some kind of fish
This poem has been developing over weeks from an experience I had. Funny how sometimes something you do regularly in your life penetrates you and you feel it on another level. Writing a poem about it helps me claim it, deepens the experience, and makes it more a part of my ordinary life. An expanding circle. So I offer it to you for the possibility of an expanding circle.
