Nectar goddess 

She’s a rock so she’s been told 

The granite you would lean on sharp unapproachable?

Or the marble which promises warmth if only you touch 

To radiate heat through it so sure that beneath 

It’s surface runs some sort of ichor that you alone 

Will find, set free 

Needs a good man to pierce her outer layer 

With an arrow to set free the fire within to make her warm 

Oh no she chooses to be impenetrable 

Since the hurricane which destroyed her almost 

When she decided to mask herself unless she pierces 

Her own skin by choice to show the flesh inside 

Ailsa 

©AilsaCawleyPoetry2016

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Author: ailsacawley

I have written since I can remember. First inspired by the wonderful stories of Roald Dahl, the Brothers Grimm etc. I adore myths and magic of all sorts, though I read so many genres it's impossible to classify it all!! Some of my poetry is truth with a healthy (or unhealthy depending on your view!),dose of magic and fiction and others are pure fiction. I'll leave you to decide for yourself which those are! Please stop by and enjoy and glad to make your acquaintance. Feel free to leave a comment 🙂

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