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“Santa Clothilde” My Secret Garden

Mermaids they can’t walk to sea,
I think you will agree.
But when I tell you how they go,
I’m sure you want to see.

Years ago, on hollidays,
In spain, Loret del Mar.
Someone gave that little flyer,
that did beating up my heart.

Inside I’ve seen a garden,
with some mermaids on a cliff.
I wondered how they got there,
from the ocean and his rif.

The mermaids came together,
went on turtles down the stairs.
the ocean wind he whispers,
let the sun shine through their hair.

The vines on stairs they crackled,
and took the water that was spread.
The way the clif got closer.
when the turtles went ahead.

And final at that wall,
where is only water seen.
The mermaids left their backs,
until there morninglight would be.

Then they climbed the stairs again,
and looked over the cove.
And when you look on pictures
You’ll understand my mermaid love.

Aqua1955

5 Comments

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Patricia Griffin Brett 08 Jan 2015

Surprise! Amazing work, Ben. Am sending you a message :)

Anne Whiteway 14 Jun 2014

Stunning and unique. YOUR images and poetry....amazing always. YOur fan, Anne

John Cappello 07 Jun 2014

Absolutely Stunning composition and beautiful Scale patterns. A Veritable visual feast!

Elizabeth Lindberg 05 Jun 2014

very lovely work Ben !!!!!! well done!!!!

Artist Reply: Thank you very much Elizabeth ;)

Sharon De Vore 05 Jun 2014

WHAT A VERY INCREDIBLE, THOUGHT, POEM AND IMAGE, BEN. ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL!!!

Artist Reply: Thank you Sharon. The trueth is like the poem. http://www.tripadvisor.co.uk/Attraction_Review-g494960-d668656-Reviews-Santa_Clotilde_Gardens-Lloret_de_Mar_Costa_Brava_Province_of_Girona_Catalonia.html#LIGHTBOXVIEW