The Legend Of Blackfin Poem by Rik Bertrand

The Legend Of Blackfin



The river is full and it runs like the night,
And if you sit under the Sellwood in just the right light,
You will see a wonder that never should be,
It's a miracle that such a beauty is ever so free.

It's rumored that she's visible only by moonlight,
The reflection must glimmer off the water just right
Have patience and faith and you may be surprised,
At seeing this mermaid with bright emerald eyes.

They call her Blackfin for her fin is all black,
And the darkness flows right up her back.
She blends with the night and the soft flowing waves,
And they she is searching for the love that she craves.

I know a friend that saw her one night,
And first it gave her such at terrible fright,
Then she gathered her wits and called out her name,
And Blackfin came closer and she could see a black flame.

A black flame do you ask? Well yes, that was the claim,
This mermaid black beauty has nothing to shame.
The legend lives on and once in a while out on the river,
You may see glimpse of a mermaid, and with lust you will shiver.

Blackfin may be legend, just a beautiful mermaid story to tell,
Some do not believe it worth, but other know the truth all too well.
Blackfin is as true as can be, she is a beautiful mermaid, oh so free,
Sit down under the Sellwood at night, and maybe, just maybe you will see.

Blackfin, Blackfin swimming so free,
You sing the mermaid song so beautifully
Show me your black fins let me touch your hair,
Come to me my lovely and my life I will share

REB (JUN 2012) a friend mentioned seeing Blackfin under the Sellwood Bridge, in Sellwood Oregon. I use to stay with My Friend Ward on his families houseboat just down by Oaks Park, we have some stories about what we have seen in the Willamette. Blackfin is real, know that.

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