top of page

Venus Unveiled

On the Isle of Annan Belle

Memories of Her flicker and fade

from forgotten shores

Her salt and myrtle perfume

Hopelessly adrift with the tide

But the Fisher King knows well

Destined dreams break a Sea-gods’ shell

Never gently, pregnant waves toll triumphantly

In the afterbirth of moonlit foam

Venus is unveiled

All Blessings, Danielle

bottom of page