Flash Fiction: Precious Pearls

Precious Pearls

For nine days and nine nights, we suffered her wrath;

A deluge of her anger sweeps in; filling the river’s belly;

Crest after crest, wave after wave; floods the lands;

swallowing everything and everyone it touches;


When the moon is full, the tide high

Mermen of her court rise with each swell;

To protect our precious pearls, we must hide.

Far from the shore, in the darkness of night;

We pray they do not find.

In the back of the cave, our precious pearls hide.

Their whimpers and cries give us away.


From fins and fishtails, to feet, they find.

Water is there’s to command.

Flushing us from our hidey-hole,

They steal our precious pearls.


To the sea’s depths do they swim,

The to the castles below the sand

Drowning our young.

Never to be seen again.

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