Silk & Marble

Silk & Marble

A Poem by Sean Allen

 

Silk & Marble
 
It is said that a million sunrises ago
the world’s most beautiful woman
stood at the white marble railing
of her vacation villa across the water.
 
Even though the air was parched,
the stone had a comforting coolness
and she relished the pleasant feeling,
pressing her palms to cool her blood.
 
An attendant powdered her naked body
with the finest talc from the orient
adding a dusty-grey tint to the bronze
of her still slender hips and firm breasts.
 
For a moment, a touch of pride welled
as she viewed her young attendant’s body
and then looked down at her own firm belly,
thinking of the six who had lived there.
 
Behind her, the finest pure white silk
was wafting lightly in the precious breeze.
As if it were the breath of a sleeping god
who was dreaming about her beauty.
 
Here, across from her palace, the sun rose
from the opposite side of the Nile…
itself just another god who each year would
bless the soil of her subjects farms.
 
Watching her husband's sun god rising
as it reflected its orange fire on the water,
she wondered if the sun even cared about
the temples and obelisks that were built.
 
Or was her own body not the only temple
that men and their gods would ever need.
Were not her breasts all that her daughters
or her husband needed to nurture them.
 
Her flaming love stared into her eyes,
and she looked lovingly back into his.
She was all that men or gods needed.

At her villa, both could make love to her.

© 2008 Sean Allen


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Ah this was wonderful.. Nofretete.. and God Ra.. The statue is in Berlin. I have seen that. Made of pure gold... well the elite - and the pagans... today it is the same. So you watch an artwork and you associate and dream... and your imagination is spinning... and this is the product. Such a playful modus vivendi this gives, great piece, and we dream with you.

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Ah this was wonderful.. Nofretete.. and God Ra.. The statue is in Berlin. I have seen that. Made of pure gold... well the elite - and the pagans... today it is the same. So you watch an artwork and you associate and dream... and your imagination is spinning... and this is the product. Such a playful modus vivendi this gives, great piece, and we dream with you.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is really amazing, you captivated a whole story into a poem. I can't wait to read your book I know that I will enjoy it. Great Job!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Before everything was lost at the Cafe a couple of years, Kasia had read the words of poem along with it. Her beautiful voice added to the poem.
SA

Posted 14 Years Ago


Nefertiti? Or maybe someone you imagined? I loved this.
It was beautiful and so well-written.
Its got a decadent feel to it and its rich with detail. I love
what you've done with this. It really is beautiful.

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is incredible!
I love you mind. I was completely enthralled from beginning
to end! Excellently penned!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is so intelligectually brilliant! I LOVE IT
Good luck in the contest about Africa. You nailed it! I would vote for this, hands down! Cheers, lea

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I believe I've already told you how awesome you are-LOL. Once more: You. Are. Brilliant.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This poem is so magical. You held me spellbound with your descriptions and imagery. I could close my eyes and clearly see the scene playing out before me. Beautiful!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Another delightful testimony to love and beauty. You make everyone smile as we read
the transporting words you show to the world. sam

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Sean Allen
Sean Allen

West Haven, CT



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