Selkie (6/03)

The selkie girl

has wide brown eyes

and soft fine hair

She seldom speaks

but her eyes hold oceans

She basks on sulit rocks

sheds her skin

to try on another

and is caught

Spends years of halfhearted bliss

Before coming to claim it again

Slips it on and it fits so well

Makes her way back seaward

but longs for the kiss

of sunlight on bare shoulders

one more time

and lays it down

only for a moment

She turns and it is gone again

She is caught again

She’s of half a mind

to dive in anyway

Magical pelts

being somewhat overrated