by Petra Brungardt
as I sat, in quiet awe
watching the cerulean water
foaming, waves crashing
into the loamy shore
only to pull away again
a tempting dance
saying “Follow me.”
it dawned on myself that
mermaids, sirens of the sea
are a metaphor
for the ocean itself
the violently calm lull
seduces one to a state
of blissful tranquility
it is no wonder
sailors went to their deaths
in her depths.
Petra Brungardt is an American poet and writer who holds a BA in English Language and Literature from Southern New Hampshire University, and who is also a member of the International English Honor Society, Sigma Tau Delta. She enjoys reading, mythology and collecting old poetry and classical literature. When Petra is not writing poetry, she shares vulnerable musings on her Instagram page @wildeunomia94 under the acronym PRSB.
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