the goddess
bathes in her
private stream,
I hold her soul
and kiss her feet
a gnome
guards the cave
and cleans
her throne
I hold a cauldron
for her tears,
a hollowed-out book
hides her fears,
I have the map
to her dreams
there’s an innocence
before a hurricane
you don’t need to be afraid love
you don’t need to be afraid
Notes
- Grammarly’s Tone Detector states the poem sounds: Confident, Worried & Formal! Really? Now that I think about it…
- This poem started off as “Golden Witch” – also a tribute to the female being…but, I went with “Goddess” instead.
May, 2020