She splits the inky surface, broken glass that mends when She descendsInto dark depths.Queen of algae that graces the rocky bottom of Her palace,A hearth that nourishes Her Kingdom in the rocks. Her tide kisses the shore before the ebb, teasing the sand as pipers scurryIn Her wake.Immense waves crest with foaming mouths as She... Continue Reading →
She is an infernoWith flames from Her fingers.Her bones are kindling forHer own fuel.She leaves embers in Her footfalls,Smoke with every breath.Burning bridges and eating the ashes,She grazes on the fields of Her past. Palms that produce white-hot magma, And you harden under Her grasp.She is a wild fire that consumes the hearth of your... Continue Reading →
Mysti Gayle 