Cobalt Clouds Of Canniness
© Surazeus
2025 10 28

She sings alone beside indifferent sea
about how people she loves disappear
in swirling mist of silent nothingness,
till with strange new faces they reappear,
so she gives them seashells with food to eat
and smiles as they drink juice from pears of light.

What happens next, she wonders as her eyes
gaze straight at cobalt clouds of canniness,
and ponders with cautious analysis
how to adjust thrifty ability
to make sensible decisions through fear
that death is lurking in shadow of joy.

While strangers she welcomed into her cave
kneel down before her face and pray for wealth,
two guards grab her arms with aggressive hope
and force her to lie down flat on her back
while the king who wears fish skull on his head
attempts to impregnate her with his soul.

Twisting her lithe body free from their grasp
at taut exertion through coiled elegance,
she leaps to her feet with serpentine grace
and twirls around on ardent springing bound
to kick face of the growling skull-fish king
that breaks his neck with shocking snap of death.

Grasping pine spear with sharp obsidian blade,
which she fashioned like her father designed,
Thalassa stabs both guards with driving thrust,
then smiles at people trembling on their knees
who cry with joy at end of tyranny
to express gratitude for saving them.

After teaching children how to make spears
by chipping obsidian into sharp blades,
sea goddess leads them into sloshing waves
and shows them how to strike quick wriggling fish,
then helps them roast meat on hot crackling flames
as they gather on top small ziggurat.

Sitting in ring around bright flames of truth,
they listen as she sings uncanny tale
of how Gaia sewed skin of huge sea snakes
into gown that glittered when she would dance
and thus seduced Uranus with green eyes
to generate sea gods from seed of hope.

After everyone else drifts into sleep,
Thalassa wears mermaid gown of her mother
and dances slowly with seductive smiles
before Oceanus with wavy hair,
so they embrace and make passionate love
beneath huge cobalt clouds of canniness.

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Orpheus plays lyre of Mercury while Thalassa and Oceanus sit on top the ziggurat to host grand feast for hundreds of tribes who have gathered to celebrate their wedding.

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