Poseidon's Unrest

Our summer sun was joined

By a raining cloud,

A light mist dancing

Over sun warmed skin

As nature continued its course,

Growing in time,

Following the rules set in motion

By axis rotation,

Parents present in guiding forth

The fledglings just learning

The importance of natural world,

Feeling soil beneath fingernail

Dried salt upon burning skin

And dew seeping into souls-

A growth earned from days

Upon frozen earth

Where headway was questioned

And stems were tested,

Where storms blew in

Beautiful and violent-

Shining sun chases away

Thoughts of snowstorms

And blinds the eye

To the terror of the hurricanes

That wait just on the outskirts

Of land’s edge,

Where Gods feud

And Mother shoots for peace-

Knowing growth is stagnant

In times of unrest-

But Poseidon waits gripping trident

Eager to rage,

To send tsunamis

And awaken beasts in the depth

To remind the souls of the land

Of the power of the ocean

They gaze upon with lustful eyes,

A force to be reckoned with,

A mystery best left

Undisturbed by the hands of

Mere humans.

Poseidon waits

For the first foot

Of summer to enter his depths,

Peace or war,

Only Gods know.

Katrina Thornley is a nature poet. novelist, and freelance journalist that resides in Rhode Island. She has two poetry collections currently published, a novel, as well as a short story anthology. Her poetry collections "Arcadians: Lullaby in Nature" and "Arcadians: Wooden Mystics" were inspired by a local park and life in her small rural town. You can find them on Amazon now!

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