Ione Plexaure Calypso
daughters of Poseidon
sisters three
temptress's of highest order
beckon me
onwards under blanket of darkness
evening star sole guiding light
nocturnes singing sweetly
deliver me through this night.
Nereid nymph's steer me
blind seafarers stolen sight
rarest fair silk drawn white
are your intimate delights,
best listen softly singing,
hearts can never leave,
but know allure,
that in those luscious seas,
bring calm waters, a gentle breeze,
my repose, my peace

J.C. 15/02/2019.

when i reach
the end of my journey
i will tell you

To guard your heart or wear it on your sleeve?

Out of will,
Handcrafted, discovered,
Or prayed into existence,
Every thing invented;

Nothing ever created,
To shorten, strengthen,
Or make easier,
Ever turned out better.