This is for the fifth prompt! We’re supposed to write–or re-write–a poem made by Emily Dickinson. I chose this because the “title” (or what served as a title) seemed interesting.
The poem you’re about to read is an account of my journey through the whole poem.
I honestly don’t know what happened. Haha!
(after Emily Dickinson’s poem number 656)
I started early and took my dog for a walk in the park.
Then I visited the sea to see the mermaids in the basement of the shore.
She came out to look at me and frigates suddenly appeared in the upper floor of the sea.
They seem to want to separate my dog and me.
Extended hempen hands reached out to my dog.
Then we were aground upon the sands of the ocean ship.
My dog and I went down from the ship, and bid good bye to the mermaids aboard.
We proceeded to the shore.
I lie down on the shore, having no plan of leaving.
My dog’s begging me to go home, yet I don’t move.
My dog’s barking at me, pulling at my hair, and I can hear his stomach grumbling.
My dog went home on his own, while I lay on the sands near the shore, feeling the waves.
No man moved me till the tide went past my simple shoe, past my apron and my belt, and past my bodice, too.
A man passed by the shore, his pants rolled up ’till his thighs.
And as he made his way to me, he sat by my side.
We fell in love suddenly, and as the shores and waves kissed, we also did.
He would then eat me up as wholly as a dew upon a dandelion’s sleeve.
And then I started too.
We started making love.
I was ready to let go.
And he, he followed close behind.
We both laid our backs to the shore.
Took a deep breath, and let the waves become our blanket.
We were tired from tonight’s ordeal and both stood up to stretch.
I felt his silver heel upon my ankle, and to our surprise, my shoes overflowed with pearls.
There was a solid town no one seemed to know existed in the pearls.
The mayor went out of his shell.
After much debate, he took my shoe with them to the shore.
And bowing with a mighty look at me, the sea withdrew.