a small collection of poetry that has it's own theme (and isn't just a bunch of mind ramblings). based on the prompt 'write a narrative from the point of view of someone/something that is not usually permitted to speak.'
written december 2020 (for a uni assignment, but i felt like i wanted to share it).
I. First Love
When you look at me, I tremble
And brush against the shore
I bear a glimpse of my soul to your ardent eyes
And leave you wanting more
You dip your toe in, testing me
You shiver at my touch
I urge you to dive into me
Anticipation that's too much.
When you wade into my waters
I'm dancing with excitement
I am afraid I'll drag you under
Don't you know that I'm a tyrant?
The sailors know firsthand
How I break the things I touch
They have tried to learn my secrets
I claimed those who knew too much.
But somehow you are different
Delving deeper into me
You have heard about my temper
Yet you seem to worship me.
You are unafraid; I am terrified
Can you love my fears away?
There is treasure deep inside of me
Are willing to make a trade?
My longing for you is all consuming
So come back to see me soon
I am enamoured by you endlessly
Ever flowing, ever blue.
II. Troubled Tides, Chaotic Currents
Can you handle my ever-changing moods?
The loving caress of my calm wave
to the anger that crashes ships and drowns heartbroken sailors?
Will what you find deep inside of me be worth it
If you even find it at all?
Maybe regardless of a prize you will stay.
Here with me, through every rush and sway.
Content with sea glass and broken shells
A sun kissed surface, iridescent spell
Content with the love that I offer you
Rather than the priceless jewels you are told lies untouched inside of me, guarded and sealed.
So can you love me at the same time as keeping me alive?
Is it possible? Could you try?
III. Siren's Lament.
You strip down bare as you have before,
my presence calming your inner storm.
You step in with a splash; eager for me to wash your anguish away.
Your tears sink into my body like slow, gentle rain
And yet inside every drop there is the pain of a hundred shipwrecks
Your battered heart the vessel beyond repair.
As you lean further into my wet embrace, I kiss your soft, wrinkled skin
And silently promise to love you
In all of your nakedness.
IV. Siren's Song
The Sirens sing into the night
A melodious, magical spell
Their voices carried by the wind
A man's personal hell.
The men think this is romance
Bewitched by beautiful women
But the Sirens have a vengeance
They see what lies within
Too many a time, men broke their hearts
And loving them was their sin
So they're smiling when the sailors
Decide to dive right in.
My body is their birthplace
And the Sirens know me well
I hide the bones of spellbound sailors
A secret we'll never tell.
YOU ARE READING
efflorescence
Poesía- where my withering thoughts bloom [TW] don't judge me most of these are very old
