Cathubodua
a poem inspired by the Gaulish battle goddess
What is it that brings out the darkness
Bringing forth the temptress rage
Creating in me a monster
Bringing Death unto this age
She soars up within me
Dark eyes glittering with malevolent thoughts
Lips curved in a dangerous smile
She is the Dark Queen
The Battle Goddess who cares for nothing
But the bloodshed in her name
She rises up taking over me
It is her hissing voice that answers the call
Midnight spills down her back
Pale skin glows in the light of her moon
She is cold and calculating
She is the Death Crone
She is I and I am she
Together we are one.
About the Creator
Nikky Affolder-Walker
I am a wife, a mother of 3, a pet mom & I have a B.A. in Psychology & Womens Studies. For many years I've put off my dream of writing to take care of my family & I'm grateful to have found Vocal. It's never too late to live your dream.
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