Beneath my Dormant MaskA Poem by Lisa Verdon
I was born of the sea
I rose from her stark, sunless depths Like some luxurious nymph Proud and beautiful Standing against her endless rage Unafraid and joyous My sea, she fed me And nurtured me I suckled of her salty sea-milk And felt her icy grasp drip down my throat Until I could not speak Until I was sated And full of her endowment She lived through me, my sea And I loved her But I left her I left her willing embrace I strayed away from my sea Far too long I lingered And lost her But I did not weep I welcomed my detachment I embraced my dissolution from the sea Then, the day came When she saw me I stood, indifferent, And pretended not to notice her She, who bore me She wanted me back She spoke to me So soothing Whispering my name "Come to me, sweet sea nymph" "You belong to me" I, in a trance, fell to her Her pitch-dark completeness took me And relished me I was devoured And all at once I could breathe All at once I was home Then, they appeared They, who are the intruders Those insidious creatures The inhabitants of subterfuge They entered her And stole me from her She, that is the sea The elusive goddess The all-consuming queen They hovered, close, impending They came to me And wiped me free of my sea mother They dried my drenched sea-mother hair They dried my wet sea-mother skin They filled my lungs with their squalid breath And took my soul; my sea-mother soul And I sat Trembling before them Bedraggled and afraid I was re-born Slowly I brave the water's edge lest I interrupt my delicate boundaries I cannot enter her I can only gaze upon her loveliness I see her She is daunting Caressing the sand like an ardent lover To her obedient flame She is unfaltering She moves breathless and enticing Anxiously trying to stir the origins of my being Awake! Awake! Alas, dear mother I cannot see I lie stagnant beneath my master He is all things that rule over me And he is relentless He blinds me, Mother He unleashes his bitter rain, Which falls heavy upon my skin And drowns me with its rhythmic intention He blinds me, Mother, with his sinister night, Which breathes eager against him Its hushed and sultry voice Whispers the secrets of my undoing He blinds me, Mother, with his supernal light Whose shadow preys upon me And clings to me And renders me unknown He blinds me, Mother, with his mighty wood, Which grows steady upon my girth Its lustful roots penetrate deep and wounding And force me to breed Before long my dormant mask surrenders, Pitiful and defenseless But beneath I dwell in anguish And my tears fall in steady succession As I fail the heart of my forlorn kin My destiny is unleashed It stands defiant before me And dares me to listen: "You will create And you will bring forth And you will suffer And you will hunger You will deny your loneliness You will feed your reticence You will fulfill your obscurity" Sorrowful earth I am betrayed © 2012 Lisa Verdon |
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Added on August 20, 2009 Last Updated on August 28, 2012 AuthorLisa VerdonGreenwich, NYAboutI've had this profile for years, but I am not on it much any longer. I will admit that it's difficult to keep up with the read requests, and I find there are those who tend to "not" appreciate honest .. more..Writing
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