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Thalassa ©

Nat Hall
Sandwick, Shetland
2004

Poseidon dreams among us,
stripped of his beard,
he looks younger - reels
through deep waves
as if to tame a
jealous sea.
Wrath in a whirl, she vows
to her god that envy
shines on a trident
of mercy; elusive
as an octopus.
Breakers became her bridal
dress, made for a queen,
not a mistress; like
trails of lace lashed on
a shore, or ragged
white satin, kissing kelp,
ocean floor.
Rejuvenated by her
spray, he hides to seek
deep inside her,
eternal faith as a
lover,
metamorphic
moods shaped in clay.
Poseidon sighs inside us,
around grey seals
and autumn
gales,
wrapped in
that fury she unveils;
so unruly and
voluptuous.


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