Woman clothed in the sun
And hair a wilderness
White formed her dark angles
Eyes as the black earth
With no relief from the pupil
As pure water the flesh
And water the perimeter
Of her body
And dust the word
In the hand
Without form
Her name
Like a bend in the river
Man head to toe marked
In the ancient language
Of the holy name of God
Unutterable by a human palate
Then at this certain clarion
The North and South wind awoke
And tore Behemoth apart
Head to toe a single wound
Limb from limb
Until the flesh stripped from the bone
And scattered to the four corners
Of the black leafed forest
Cervix glinting caught in a ray of blue
Water spiralling the cove beneath
Leviathan held him without release
Inside her belly and therein the seed grew
Tearing away at the inner fabric of her womb
She bled him out of her skin like a poison
Screaming her claws through her oil bed
She nearly drowned in her agony
And heavily from the cave of her flesh tore
At the ox-bow lymphous wave
Crushing her children underfoot
She licked at the chars hot breathed in his wake
He abandoned the cove
And the ocean with thought never to return
A shrill moan and the East and West wind
Knitted and comforted her
Drawing craw and plankton-shrimp
As to sustain her she feasted upon hte rays
Of the glinting sun in it's zenith arc
And she knew the surface air
And learnt to find meat there
And craved after the flesh of the water-ox
His blood and generations to spoil upon
She traced his markings in the earth
Felt for the touch of his scent upon the air
And he led her back to the sea scented spice breeze
In the valley below Eden
Wherein she might make her poison
With song she lured him to her
Beneath the wave she found fresh water
She wove to make him wild
She buried herself in the low bed
And her song shivered through
The rocks on land and on sea
And he was drawn to her
He ate of the fruits poisoned by her breast
And lapped at the mouth of her lake
And he found no solace
Bewildered he feasted upon the dark earth
Until famished for meat
And he feasted on
Until she feared he might die
From behind she approached
And sank her teeth deep
Into the meat of his neck
And she drank him into herself
And she tore from his soul
A cry on fire
That stirred the North and South winds
And again they tore him asunder
Uncapping the bone from its socket
To alter his shape and painfully
Her nipple entered his mouth
To hold the life inside of him
The screaming serpent
Prepared to snake and wind
Yet reared for battle
The mighty bull moved at her
Her arse splayed to the wind
Back tensed arched anticipating death
Behemoth, the concealed one
Threaded his scent through the trees
Maddening her and maddening
At the intimacy of her body's nearness
Now invisible that she divine to raze
All Eden down if she cannot have him
Transformed by the East and West winds
Rising from above and below
Into the man and woman
After a sacred rite in battle
They melt a moment in one
Leviathan impaled Behemoth's
Blood daubed spear upon
Then they were separated
He to the east hills
And she to the western shores
| To me its just about two battling prehistoric creatures the Leviathan a snakelike seacreature and Behemoth the water-ox. Mythologically I place them before the creation of man. Its from the remains of the two creatures dead from the effects of the battle some spirit forges a manlike creature and a womanlike creature. It has nothing to do with Adam and Eve. Its total fantasy really and has nothing to do with any biblical account or anything laid down in myth. Except that they come from Jewish myth and figure in the Bible. Hope this helps a little. by Dalton 20/08/12 (21:07) (report this comment) | |
| I go with Pelequin on this, but if its as poetster says I ought to know a lot about it!! lol by mike green 20/08/12 (9:59) (report this comment) | |
| Very interesting poem to read.
I like the style and you have let the words just flow.
:) by dearestdaffodil 20/08/12 (9:47) (report this comment) | |
| Is it about creation, and mans fall from grace into sin? by poetester 20/08/12 (5:19) (report this comment) | |
| I've never read such a long poem before,but it held my interest all the way through,even though I cant claim I understood it all.But I still like it, if that makes any sense. by poetester 20/08/12 (5:05) (report this comment) | |
| I think its maybe a bit weak in parts. I plan to continue to work on it. Wow you read it quickly I just posted it. Thanx for bothering. John by Dalton 19/08/12 (23:25) (report this comment) | |
| i like it but i do like religious poems :) by Pelequin 19/08/12 (23:23) (report this comment) |
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