I am filled with darkness,
the blinding dark of thought
that illuminates nothing
as I walk in the shadows,
looking in, instead of looking out,
for I am drawn to the depths of my being
and like to drown in them,
dragged into crystal caves
where Neptune reigns
in a futile pool of tears,
yearning for Salacia.
It is a choice...
We could just as easily disport with dolphins.
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Author Notes
Wikipedia: Neptune, the Roman god of the sea, wanted to marry Salacia but she was in great awe of her distinguished suitor, and to preserve her virginity, with grace and celerity she managed to glide out of his sight, and hid from him in the Atlantic Ocean. The grieving Neptune sent a dolphin to look for her and persuade the fair nymph to come back and share his throne. Salacia agreed to marry Neptune and the King of the Deep was so overjoyed at these good tidings that the dolphin was awarded a place in the heavens, where he now forms a well-known constellation Delphinus.
In Greek mythology they were known respectively as Poseidon and Amphitrite, so, with permission, I have used avmurray's fine mixed media composition, "Amphitrite, the Wife of Poseidon" as the illustration for my poem.
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