“So Here We Begin” by Rebecca Clites

As she explodes from the horizon
her force outshines the rays of the sun
Yesterday is strong
The world waits on Tomorrow
and Today always comes
She is the ocean’s mistress
She is born unto us
She is beautiful
And she is leaving soon
so we really need to take her picture
I waited in line 45 minutes
to see the woman with the long shiny tail
and now it’s time for her break
With my arms raised to the gods who always listen,
I ask,
“Since when do I wait for mermaids?”

There is a carnival in my neighborhood
and it is filled with water
Like an ocean with freak shows instead of pony rides
and roller coasters
The children’s screams and splashes
are causing all sorts of commotion
My best friend is riding a walrus across town –
She is dressed for work
Orcas wait in the background
The big gray whales fit in amongst the crowd
The ticket to the mermaid show feels soggy
in my hand – the ink will probably stain my pants
A voice from the gods who always listen replies,
“It is you for whom they wait.”

I am the mermaid
I am the freak
I am the show

So here we begin

My water world fantasies frequently contain
catastrophes simulating concoctions that can
only be derived by people
under the influence of menopausal tendencies

Rebecca Clites

Foto by L. K. Thayer

© 2011

“His Mermaid Dame” by L. K. Thayer

surrender inhibitions to the wind
my enigmatic lover coos
melting sealing wax on envelopes
what does one have to lose

a petal pusher of fine silk
quilting threads once quite bare
a blushing grape, a winery
squeezing all my wicked wares

he’s my tailor and my sailor
my ship and anchor too
I’ll set sail at once upon the sea
his mermaid dame to woo

a passion play of trickery
plunging into deep desires
bathing luxury of wryest wit
and red hot molten fires

be gone the dowdiness of blue
a shade I no longer care to wear
a citrus orange or tangerine
perhaps they’ll stop and stare

my reflection is a shining star
jumping off the pearly moon
gliding across the milky way
whistling a snappy tune

no longer in a sea of glib
a rainbow coat I’ll knit
if I can be your ever last
and you can be my grit

for lovers on a ship set sail
in passions murky waters
we’ll be on course for ever more
creating sons and daughters

L. K. Thayer’s Foto Fetish

© 2010

Stephen Kalinich ( journal entry May 2010)

Thank God for you
and for the every day infinite love
that kindles in me something not of me.
Here we are 2010
open receptive
we can handle anything if we give
laughter its due
and enter the calm
undo the necessity
hear the sounds
only a mermaid can sing
in this living water of life
we swim in :

each day is a blessing
no matter what
all experience teaches me
Good is more powerful than evil
even though it is tough
in my pain
i rejoice
because my life
has been grand
and full..
this is just another challenge
and it will be interesting to see
how Grace works it out.
rearrange your values
it calls out to me
from the center of my soul

Stephen Kalinich

L. K. Thayer’s Foto Fetish

© 2010

“His Mermaid Dame” by L. K. Thayer

surrender inhibitions to the wind
my enigmatic lover coos
melting sealing wax on envelopes
what does one have to lose

a petal pusher of fine silk
quilting threads once quite bare
a blushing grape, a winery
squeezing all my wicked wares

he’s my tailor and my sailor
my ship and anchor too
I’ll set sail at once upon the sea
his mermaid dame to woo

a passion play of trickery
plunging into deep desires
bathing luxury of wryest wit
and red hot molten fires

be gone the dowdiness of blue
a shade I no longer care to wear
a citrus orange or tangerine
perhaps they’ll stop and stare

my reflection is a shining star
jumping off the pearly moon
gliding across the milky way
whistling a snappy tune

no longer in a sea of glib
a rainbow coat I’ll knit
if I can be your ever last
and you can be my grit

for lovers on a ship set sail
in passions murky waters
we’ll be on course for ever more
creating sons and daughters

L. K. Thayer