Tale of the Mermaid

A mermaid swimming

in the deep blue sea

was sad as sad

as a mermaid can be.

“I'm tired of living

down here in the sea.

I want to fly off and see

what there's to see. “

Said a whale swimming by,

“Please don't leave me,

for you are our beauty

of the deep blue sea.”

“Oh, I'm going,” said the mermaid.

“And I'm leaving soon.

I want to ride

in a hot air balloon.”

“No, don't go away.

Please don't even try.

In a hot air balloon,

you'd surely die.”

“Can't you see,

I want to be free.

Up in the air

I want to fly.”

“Then I'll tell you

what I can do.”

said the whale trying

to be a friend true. (yes, I know this is a reversal, it needs work.)

“If you lie upon my blowhole

I'll try to help with your flight goal.

I'll blow a spout,

shoot it high

up in the sky,

you will fly.

“You can have a look.

I'll give you the ride,

and when you're done

come down inside

the deep, deep,

blue, blue sea

to be with me,

my beauty.”

So the mermaid lay upon the spout

and let the whale

blow her out.

She went flying

ever so high

and enjoyed the view

from in the sky.

Then she flew

back into the sea

and once more

was glad she could be

the mermaid from

the deep blue sea.

She shared with everyone

her beauty

and stories about

flying wild and free.

      Happy Monday, I'm busy working on my taxes.  This poem is definitely a draft.  I'll keep working on it. (Is it as bad as I think it is? I shouldn't have gotten up this morning.)  Any suggestions?  Just enjoy thinking about the friendship between a whale and a mermaid.  Can you write a very short poem of a conversation between them?