What do the gods of the Gulf

Want to say

We who have angered them

Coating their gifts in black oil

Whom did the Tocabaga tribes appease

Something we must learn

Because hurricane weather

In mid-January Florida

Winds morphing into

Tornado watches

Sheet lightning

Jealously stealing electric power

Thunder drowning out

Life’s background music

Flooding rains merely

Angry tears from

The ninth largest body of water

In the world is

A message

A warning

The element of water

Deserves respect

The gods have a sense of humor

Smiling as they hear laughter from

A pool in Singapore

An infinite swim atop the world

Loving murmurs from

A bedroom beneath the sea

In a Dubai modern Atlantis

Famous voluptuous bodies

Of water

Meant for the good life

Meant for play

Bodies, whether



Have specific needs

A body ages

A body craves peace…


© 2017 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: Dubai underwater Atlantis Resort

IMAGE: Singapore Marina Bay Sands Infinity Pool




Does Mother Earth

Ever tire from her

Single parent role

Doing it all

Constantly impregnated

Fighting the seeping poisons

Raining down from Father Sky

Flooding up from her secret lover

Riptide-tossed Ocean


Exhausting days

As she craves

A protective cradling

Being held and hearing a deep voice

Whispering, All will be right

Rest with me

Healing words encouraging

Mother Earth’s protective aura

To radiate once again

Strengthening the soil’s largesse

Bringing sweetness to the smell of Wind

Cleansing the Waters and all dwelling in his domain

Receiving, once again, sky Fire’s passionate touch

But when?


© 2016 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

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