Omen

windswept rolling sea, cloudly and forbiding, bird of prey watching and omen, red dress of power swirling,jewels at waist and throat and head for recognition and terra power.

 

 

 

 

                      Upon the windswept rolling sea

                        She under cloudy and forbidding skies of dark visage

                        In red dress of power swirling,

                        Jewels at waist and throat and head,

                        

                         Recognition of Terra Power.

                         Bird of Prey ….watching,

                         Omen.

 

 

Author's Note

if she were on the land ..not captured by the decks of this ...ocean bound vessel.. would her power return?

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

I love the mythical, magical feel to this. Is she a Goddess of doom? Is she a witch with blinding beauty? Is she a sea nymph creating chaos or is it simply a storm brewing? Great intriguing write my friend.

[Larry Dyson]

supposed to be "skies" not clouds but who knows when i casn get in to change it?
ty all..some interesting comments here.. I love writing on Heroines with subdued powers...lurking.

[Chris]

There are times I really do miss the FEEL of waves crashing down and over a bow... and the RISE beneath my feet as the deck reaches toward the sky.

Morning Laury...coffee is only a day old...but - its hot!