Crashing Salts Along the Crete

 Wave's crash on dock

Abashed rolling rocks.

A fishen tale

Breasted shell's

The lady of the water.

Salten scales that shapeshift

Poseidon's maiden, soft gills

Compass points

Shipwrecks join,

A mile down

In salten sea bed.

Bows-breaking,

Mast's are weakened

Nestled where reef's sit.

A sailors hand adrift

Oceanus calls:

The Trenches.

Mermaids swarm

From the rift they're born,

A current wind

Pulls in sea mist

Saving grace

A sailors fate

Prayer's answered

With Pisces movement.