RAINE REFLECTIONS
© Christopher Raine
Sea Monsters
Monsters; we are
imprisoning
happy sorts of men,
capturing hearts
in theft and deception!
I will steal
back this hat for you
and claim a fur shawl
from a selfish Laird
to drape upon
soft-smooth shoulders
trembling beneath
the Highland winds.
Be free!
In freedom sings
the greatest of love.
Abandon possession,
never be the sadist,
weigh your anchor!
Leave waters deep
unscathed,
be gentle, good mariner.
Do not scar
her virgin sea bed,
and she shall guide you
to her soft wet beaches
caressed by the sun.
Drowning breaths
left you weeping
in pearls of wisdom,
enchantments
of sweet Merrow’s
emerald glimmer
sing once again
in the deep
shimmering seas
of a siren’s song
once kept
by the bonnie red bonnet
near your breast.
How else can one
keep the soul caged?
Across the North Channel,
a light pilfer of seal fur
captures
the undressed maidenhood
from the slick fingers
of folded kelp; a selkie
imprisoned in love
gazes
from the shackles
of a weeping window,
languidly longing
for the sea,
abandoning her children
for the chance
of freedom.
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