My Goddess

Inside of me a burning lust

The moon is full, the tide is high

I’m naked to the core

Salty ocean licks my toes

I, willingly walk in

Neptune’s fluid fingers caress me

Trying to lure me, perhaps?

Only makes me burn, even more

Tonight I aim to sacrifice

What little I have left

 

I hear my voice

As it shouts out

Prayers that sound like questions.

Worship singing like a plea

Salty tears run down my face

I turn to East, I turn to West

I look both North and South

Show me how

Guide me now

I twist and turn around

With gentle arms waves carry me

Back to the glistening shore

 

As I step out

The sky lights up,

A powerful surge,

A lightning strike.

Thor’s hammer is pounding

Now with anger, now with rage…

My body shivers slightly

Mind and spirit remain firm

The sign I craved, for an eternity

Has washed ashore tonight

 

Sacred herbs

I blend together

Lime and eucalyptus

Coffee saturated henna leaf.

I paint my body

Brown and red

My promise, my commitment

 

I speak the sacred words I know

My soul is filled with you.

Author's Note

restored

Reviews

[John Herrin - Determine..]

Dark and lusty. Makes me think of storms and struggles with lovers pregnant with double-meaning. I almost think you could rewrite it without reference to Neptune and Thor. It would have a purely naturalistic flow. Still, the reference to those old gods work and give the poem a very mythological reference point to hang the passion.

[R J Askew]

I enjoyed this (not a chilly English beach i hope). The pagan energy and link with the elements appeals and the energy is in the poem. Life, love, lust all seem the same. And as a man, the idea of a woman in touch with these deep spiritual forces is a source of mystery. Do men ever really understand women? It is also interesting to see that fulfilment desired by the the lust is soulful.