Sunday, December 29, 2013

Neptune's Daughter

In the time
of the end
of the world,
I walked--

with a lily in one hand 
and a double blade in the other,

to the ends
of the earth
I walked.

in the surface
of the stones
on the drown side
of the river,

I saw
you waiting

with a tethered bird in one hand
and a rose ring in the other

in the time
of the end
of the world
you came.

I have the blade to set the bird free.
You have the rose to blood the lily.

there is no time
to save the world
but with the drown side of a kiss,

in the time
of the end 
of the world

there is the ever-rising river.
there is us.
there is this.


Sioux said...

The rhythm of every poem you write, the voice of every poem you write, the tone of every poem you different.

HITH do you do it?

Cloudia said...

Gravity. Strong. Simple. Neologistic word play.

I feel we are effecting each others' writing.

Sorry about THAT!

from Honolulu
Comfort Spiral

Anonymous said...

'drown side of a kiss'

river is rising, too, isn't it? ~

hedgewitch said...

'you have the rose to blood the lily...'
an incantation of old magick for the end times when everything new has failed. I also like the line Michael refers to, as well as the form, which is ballad-like but not, simply itself. Exquisite, Shay.

HermanTurnip said...

Wow. I fell into that poem and only came to the surface to fear of drowning. Wonderful work!

mac said...


Sherry Blue Sky said...

What a gorgeous poem. Love the closing stanza, especially.

Lady Lilith said...

Amazing. I really liked reading your poem. Thank you for sharing it.

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is just about the most perfect love poem I've read.

K9friend said...

I love it. The last few verses were particularly beautiful.

Critter Alley

Other Mary said...

The refrain becomes a chant:

in the time
of the end
of the world

Very other-worldly Shay.

Lynn said...

Lovely and surreal.

Mama Zen said...

I love the way this falls. It feels inevitable. Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous.

Lolamouse said...

This is too beautiful. The closing stanza is so simple, yet, so profound.

Anonymous said...

love, Love, LOVE this, Sis!