Poems and Poetry

The Insane Clam Poseidon | A Poem by Richard William Kirkpatrick-Thorne

See How It Reigns Under The Surf?
Not At A Foot’s Width To Fathoms Under Grace,
Nor To The Sweet Breeze For Morning Chariots,
ACross Such An Horizon Over Bubbleing Brew-Pots,
Beneath The Salty Bogs…Guarded By Its Rageing WhirlPools,
Its Tresses Of Kelp Draped And Trimmed,
As The Tortoise Burys Its Eggs Then NonChalantly Shimmys To Another
Year At Sea…

A Bit Of Jealousy From The Mollusk,
For The Lack Of It Being Not As Nautilus Nor As One With Tusks,
And To Be Forgotten By Both Beagle And Swine…

With No Beard Nor Hands To Stroke,
To Groom A Sea-Horse To Leviathan’s Yoke…!

The Ancient Ruins By Its Dominion Of Stars!
How The Old Albatross Has Lost Its Brother Olympus To Water And Wine!
From Once They Ruled Together High And Low,
But Now To Patience In A Kingdom Empty… While Others With Pearls…

If It Were Not For Curiousity…

Oh… Much It Be The Audacity Of Hecate,
Were It To Be Not The Fault Of Such A Flamingo,
Then The Ostrich Would Have Never Stuck Its Head In The Sand!

Visit Richard at http://rwkt.blogspot.ca/2014/09/the-insane-clam-poseidon.html.

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