Bird’s-eye view. A three-part limerick…
Above the Osmeridae Sea
He nests in a cloud (not a tree)
With one eye he views
A siren (his muse)
And flaps his bird wings: one, two, three!
But Aeries, who’s winged like a bird
By mortals cares not to be heard
When to the blue sea
He sings way off key
A god who sings badly? Absurd!
His unamused eye watches land
In case humans get out of hand
Or drop to their knees
And cry, “Dear god, please…”
Their wish is the sea god’s command!
© 2014 David E. Miller