Chicano Poet

Thursday, March 11, 2010

By The Sea, By The Sea, By The Beautiful Sea

Neruda’s Mermaid

When the rains came
I was unprepared for your loins:

My eyelids in your clothes,
my tongue of newspaper headlines.

( I tweet the size of your cups,
giving a heads up to the burglars.

If they so wish,
chimeras are also welcome.)

The night features a moon---
I’m your barrel-chested star.

Curious sound of storm clouds
in a knot up high.

Our kisses harden
to their cone.

Spent, I drag your seaweed laughter
from the shore.


At 8:29 AM, Anonymous Psychotic Poet said...

Heya.. it's the psychotic poet from

I wrote a new poem, and was hoping you could give me your input on it... I tried to use rhyming, in a different way, and I think the poem makes sense. I'd really like to know what you think!!!


Psychotic Poet

P.s. - here's the direst link to the poem I hope you read...


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