Well here's the first one. Hope you like it.
The waves lapped upon the sand,
A Nolthrir woman with beauty grand,
Dressed in naught but riverling skin,
Washed upon the sea shore grim.
A Little Drop saw her and declared,
Shaking a bit, for he was scared,
"This woman here, she shall be,
The Tidebringer of the Sea,
And with her we shall make the Eye,
And I her first Drop shall be."
And with that she woke,
Soon she spoke:
"Come Little Drop,
Do not flop.
Join the Eye,
Come with me.
Together we
Shall make the Sea."
And with a smile with all the charm,
Of sunshine and of water farm,
She beckoned he who I shan't name,
And together they made fame,
Gathering others to join the Sea,
Saying. "Come ye, to me."