"alcyone" poems
Alcyone, my heart is yours alone,
Though waves may pull me, tearing love from shore.
Beneath the storm, the sea may drag my body,
Yet love defies the tide, it fights once more.
Fate’s hand may tear my flesh from bone,
Yet still, my soul resists death’s sweep.
I will not cross where silence makes its home,
Not yet, my love. I vowed—and vows I keep.
You pull my body, drag me toward the black,
Yet love remains, though flesh may fall away.
I beg no mercy, ask no solemn pact,
For I am hers, I am bound to stay.
The tide may take, the wind may plead,
But I will not depart—Alcyone, heed.
Not yet. Not yet. Death calls, but I won’t go.
The sea may tear, but I am not undone.
A shadow lingers—whispered hands pull slow,
Yet love remains. I stay. My heart is one.
Alcyone, I call—do you still hear?
The tide may claim my breath, but not my name.
Not yet. Not yet. My vow will not disappear.
I swore, and I swear still. I’ll remain.
Alcyone. Alcyone. Alcyone.
I speak your name, though water fills my throat.
The tide may take, I hear death’s calls—
I will not go. I will not go.
Alcyone. Alcyone. Alcyone.
I swore, I swear, I will not fade.
If time dissolves, if fate decrees—
Still, my soul remains. Still, my soul remains.
Jun 3, 2025
Jun 3, 2025 at 10:48 AM UTC
Lonely, waiting, watching deep,
Praying as the tempests rise,
Losing hope where shadows creep,
Don’t you leave him— heed his cries.
Alcyone, don’t you stray,
Alcyone, trust his vow.
He longs to whisper, bid you stay,
Yet the tide won’t let him now.
He loves you true, but he is gone,
The sea demands its toll.
He cannot hold you when the dawn
Fades beyond waters cold.
You turned away, betrayed his faith,
Abandoned love so pure.
Now his fate is the ocean’s claim,
A dream that won’t endure.
"Let me see Alcyone,"
He prayed beneath the moon.
Yet the sea knew you’d turn away,
And now the waves consume.
He wished to say he loved you still,
Even through the salty spray.
Why could you not just wait until,
He found a way to stay?
He bent upon his weary knee,
A ring within his grasp.
Yet you left him lost at sea,
A vow drowned in the past.
All the sailors found embrace,
As they returned to waiting arms.
But he, forsaken, cast away,
Sank beneath whispers in the dark.
"Let me see Alcyone,"
He begged every night.
He prayed, but you did not believe,
And so beneath the waves, he paid the price.
He loved with faith, his heart was whole,
Yet was your love the same?
Did longing ache for him alone,
Or did you covet but his name?
Your sorrow is the hollow storm,
That stole his final breath.
You cry now, but guilt is born,
You let him drift to death.
Why did you leave, Alcyone?
He never chose the sea.
He parted to build a life for you,
Yet you let him cease to be.
Look upon the wreckage now,
The love you cast aside.
He did this for you, yet fate allowed
His ruin in the tide.
Listen, Alcyone, do not pretend,
You cannot play the part.
We all know it was you, in the end,
The one who stopped his heart.
Jun 2, 2025
Jun 2, 2025 at 9:08 AM UTC
the summer solstice
or the winter solstice
by turns
the sunrise of Tiger hill that is breathtaking
the sunsets are very similar in colours
but the sunset of sea is quite different
I compare its beauty with Helen's of Troy
twilight after twilight
Vitamin D falls in love with Vitamin Sea!
in the watery dark
artistically sinks
the scarlet garnet
Alcyone looks out for Poseidon
I wade courageously in the saltiness
like lucky Neil Alden Armstrong
who moonwalked
so silently on the sea of
tranquility
as a boon the magnetic
moon arrives at last
the irresistible lover attracts
rich water and drives
her crazy
the eternal triangle!
nightly billows chant
romantically
THE UNKNOWN NEBULA
SHEDS TEARS OF JOY!
Oct 10, 2023
Oct 10, 2023 at 8:29 AM UTC
*
*Rest on golden shores
Taste of salt in pleasure's waves
Seagulls soar and cry*
*
Aug 4, 2020
Aug 4, 2020 at 3:08 AM UTC
Away from the city I see Alcyone
and all the bright things I didn't know
existed,
and girl have I missed it.
At the pediatrician's office my mother
told me there was nothing
the doctor could do about my
anxious palms, no salve to cover
it, just keep rubbing them on my jeans
and raise my hand in class
with blue dye on the sides where
other kids have graphite but
you say you like the way my hands shine.
Our fingers, intertwined.
This place, its color saturates
when you return to it.
A cosmic ghost playing
a cosmic joke, waking up,
propping himself lazily on an elbow
in bed, casually sliding up
the brightness of the universe
like he does it every day, like he
was born to it, when really
we were.
May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 2:43 PM UTC
And if you follow the line
of Orion’s arm up and to the right,
there’s a faint blur, a whole cluster
of stars that one may not have known
was there, not in all her days
of suburbia. The Pleiades, hiding
behind brighter lights
as she lays her bad back on the asphalt.
And Alcyone, the brightest of the lot,
mistaken for a dot of sleep in the periphery
of sight, lost to time.
She is waiting for the sun to wake up,
their fingers intertwined like children’s
in a fairytale, she blinks the sleep
from her eyes as it blinks the stars
from its skies.
I guess that is you and I.
Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 9:48 AM UTC
Sweet heart of mine
this is our zenith time
our halcyon days
filled with summer wines
from plump grapes on the vine
embraces most ardent
love taken under the sun
with you my lovely love
****** to Alcyone
your valored love
vanquished with great ease
all storms and high seas
lends peace to these our
passioned fields of adulation
no anchor to set ground
or landfall be found
for all else
but lovely loves love
my soft cheek I did press
to your devoted chest
you nuzzled at embonpoint breast
so tenderly at lovers rest
souls raised lofty on high
incandescent bodies in flight
made from pure golden light
lucent shimmering with bliss
we in union, none sweeter than this
you and I, my lovely love
I surrender, fervently I'm lost
in your deep eyes so intense
burnt amber depths of mercy
feed my soul no relent
bodies vibrant resonate as one
passional energy sparkling
runs through us with ardent intent
our love feels aeons old
never cold and none more bold
than this my lovely love
rolled tumbled tangled by waves
crashed and dashed under again
your body my beacon of shining light
renders me willingly tender your slave
unto you, my lovely love
For no peace can be made,
lest you set my body aflame
at passions peak call out my name,
all my wild fires beg to be tamed,
by you, my most lovely love.
at rest in lovers sweet embrace
body to body now interlaced
all my edged nerves now made still
drenched quenched by your elixir philtre
glistening sweet honeyed drops
dripped on hot skin sated all soft
is all that remains of our tenderest
afternoon filled with lovers delight
your head laid tender upon my breast
our eyes shining with loves light
my most lovely love.
J.C. honey-tiger 30/06/2019.
Jun 29, 2019
Jun 29, 2019 at 10:53 PM UTC