Being Susan
by cricketjeff on February 15, 2012. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
On an island by the ocean where the sunrise gilds the sea,
There’s a mermaid whose emotions fill the the World with poetry.
Though she never hears a murmur from the beauty all around,
All the images she writes are filled with sound.
On her island by the river there are people we’ve all met,
In a thoughtful verbal picture or a colourful vignette,
From her band of cunning witches to the boy who rides a bike,
She’s described a home that everyone would like.
On her island blessed with beaches she sees more of everyday
Than a thousand other writers who let moments slip away.
With the man who talked to tombstones and her ancient ally Joe
She’s put Hope and all Savannah’s best on show.
Though I’ve never met the mermaid I have lived within her smile,
Felt her laughter and her heartache, been her Susan for a while.
Author notes
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