My Sorrowing Selkie.

The light of the
sea,
tides from my selkies
eyes,
as she mourns
the loss of her skin.

despairing at the edge
of the reaching sea,
anxious to reclaim
what she lost,
and is rightful hers,

her urgencie mounts,
she grows restless,
moving from sea
to land,
leaking from the thousand wounds
inflicted by the holder
of her skin, and fate.

her green eyes
weep an ocean
sobbing for the
return of her skin

heart wrenched by
the world, and a
cruel master.

my selkie weeps ,
and seeks her hidden skin.