What lies beneath the water?
I stand at the shore
With the shoes
Watching the others wade
Into Merlin’s cave
I would love to follow but
My feet would have to step
Into that water and I can’t
So I stand with shoes
And wait for them to return
What does the water hold?
Such a beautiful waterfall
In a sparkling glen
With ribbons tied to the trees
And candles in the rocks
The water is shallow and
They are walking across
To see the wonders more closely
I stand on the shore
Or balance precariously
On the stepping stones
What secrets are in that water?
I try to sleep
But the sound of the creek
Keeps me awake with its
Endless sighs and laughter
He smiles at me and I feel
Safer somehow and I long
To be that brave explorer
That sparkles from legend
So I buy a talisman
Aquamarine
In the shape of a toad
From where the creek babbles
How the water speaks
I stand at the edge
Healing waters fill the open bath
People dangle their feet
Or move through it
Soaking it in
I finger my talisman
And sit in the sun nearby
He brings to me Strawberry
So named for her hair
And she warns me
Not to trust
That everything will change
That he is not what he seems
What causes the water to move?
Time passes and I feel
Like I have grown
They are meeting Hecate
At the beach
The tide is coming in
We stand on the sand
And she claims her offerings
Water rising around our ankles
I feel its movement
On my skin and it is
Comforting
Like I have come home
Or am in tune with its
Gentle tugging motions
I smile and look down
At my talisman
Working his magic
How water fills me
I wake damp with sweat
The smell of salt still
Deep within my nostrils
The emerald sea moving
Behind my eyes
The boat wasn’t there
And I was in the water
Wondering about sharks
In front of me there was a
Single rolling wave
Like the flipper of a lazy whale
Rising up
And I saw it moving
Something in the water
Getting closer
With nowhere for me to run
Tiny ripples form around an
Edge of skin
Becoming larger
The green bump of a nose
I feel its edges as the face
Rises up
Water dripping from his scales
The nose becoming
A long snout
Like that of a crocodile
Only larger and green
Teeth glinting under the jade
Glowing sky
We face each other
Something dangerous
A warning
A protector
And I wake damp with salt
Deep within his belly
Listening to the hunger
Of the screeching winds
(c) AM Hunter 2016
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