The Tale

I rested my head on her lap

As she started the tale.

Even strangers came around

strengthening the stench of ale.

"A certain month

out of the year,

he turns into a man-

and seduce the ladies

who never run,

while they still can-"

I make circles with me finger

right at the top of her knee

Then she smiles and I can tell

That she is worried about me.

"He procreates

then he is gone-

And we all here

have heard the song-

Of the women

he left alone-

Crying, dying

Hopes  torn."

When I become a woman

It isn't a happy day

Scared for my fate

My grandma sends me away.

The tale of dolphin

That turns into a man

Shakes my fragile world

And that I cannot stand.

I returned home once

And saw him for myself

Beautiful as he was

Couldn't be anyone else.

I turn away and start to run

He follows me at top speed

When I struggle against his hold

Suddenly I feel there is no need.

Looking into his eyes I saw

That I did not have to run

My own flesh meant me no harm

And so we hugged under the sun.

This man was with my mother

Their love wasn't meant to be

Fish must live in the water

but at  least they had me.

Reviews

[Sinbulvinter]

I love the structure of this, and how thought out it is. It really makes the reader think and ponder life.
Beautifully written

[Scerina Elizabeth]

I love this poem...

Such a beautifully written poem and so true on how life works

I love how you use the metaphor of a dolphin and fish too..

Awesome poem :)

[Mr.Writer]

When I become a woman
It isn't a happy day
Scared for my fate
My grandma sends me away

I teared up on this line...
Seriously, your poems emotions flow very well and aren't confusing to find, very easy which is good :)
Keep it up!

[Jessica Lima]

Thank You Mr. Writer, you are quite skillful yourself!

[Mr.Writer]

Thank you so much :) no problem

[Inda]

As a child of divorce i can relate and the way you told this story is fantastic, loved the back and forth and the flow and the end is fantastic!

[Jessica Lima]

Thank You. it is a legend in my country, called 'Boto cor de Rosa' I am trying to understand what would be like to see it actually happening. Females would get pregnant and blame it on the legend you know? I love mystical stuff, so at times I write about it.

[Inda]

Ohh nice, it changes the poem dramatically for me.

[Jessica Lima]

People get different things from the same piece of work. I'm glad you could relate to it in a more positive way than what the poem actually represents. :)