Poems from the Ropewalks...

Big Fish

(for Gladys Mary)

Saw manta rays in the River Mersey,

riding the heights of the brown brackish swell -

just the gulls’ shadows as seen from the quay.

I glimpsed mermaids. –– Oh, what a tale to tell…

giggling sirens gliding on the dock,

neon lit; coatless girls full of spirit!

I saw God, arms outstretched and carved in rock:

a lighthouse of bells on city summit.

Spied Neptune on Saint Nicholas’ steps,

a potion in hand from dawn to sunset,

only one Liver Bird watched while he slept;

closer, a drifter –– Keats in his pocket.

In a pool of life, anchored by a motto:

Hope floats, like a message in a bottle.

Cheyelle Omar

(Image: Penelope, Liverpool)

*Big Fish, previously published in the book, Poetry Pool, Headland Publications.

COPYRIGHT ©2006 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: CHEYELLE OMAR