Post by Yvette Medina on Feb 28, 2007 17:25:56 GMT
Tethys’ Child
Light she skims across the water;
Well they called her, Tethys’ Child;
Named her for the Ocean’s daughter,
Wanton, wilful, wild.
Light she turns against the rudder,
Swift she runs before the breeze;
Smoother than the clouds that scud
Above the choppy seas.
Low the spout betrays position
Keen the sight that sites the whale
Sharp the edge without contrition
Bloodied sides impale.
Sharks now rip the calf at leisure;
Mother sliced and stored for port.
Daughter mourns the sea’s lost treasure,
Mother’s swift retort.
Deep the swell below the plimsoll
Slow and slow the mercury drops
Slack the wind against the mainsail;
Slapping billowing stops.
White the mist upon the water
Missed the stars that guide the way
Fogged the minds that rode to slaughter;
Gone, the light of day.
Creaking timbers’ peril-warning
Muted moans that panic spread;
Silenced bell that tolled for morning;
Mourning for the dead.
None to ride her or reward her
Tethys' child is free to roam,
Light the load with none aboard her;
Found her own way home.
© 16/10/2004
Light she skims across the water;
Well they called her, Tethys’ Child;
Named her for the Ocean’s daughter,
Wanton, wilful, wild.
Light she turns against the rudder,
Swift she runs before the breeze;
Smoother than the clouds that scud
Above the choppy seas.
Low the spout betrays position
Keen the sight that sites the whale
Sharp the edge without contrition
Bloodied sides impale.
Sharks now rip the calf at leisure;
Mother sliced and stored for port.
Daughter mourns the sea’s lost treasure,
Mother’s swift retort.
Deep the swell below the plimsoll
Slow and slow the mercury drops
Slack the wind against the mainsail;
Slapping billowing stops.
White the mist upon the water
Missed the stars that guide the way
Fogged the minds that rode to slaughter;
Gone, the light of day.
Creaking timbers’ peril-warning
Muted moans that panic spread;
Silenced bell that tolled for morning;
Mourning for the dead.
None to ride her or reward her
Tethys' child is free to roam,
Light the load with none aboard her;
Found her own way home.
© 16/10/2004
