The dog stares scared as I go deeper and deeper out in to the hands
of Neptune
You’re screaming on the shore
Held captive by the razor sharp teeth of the rocky banks.
You hate rocky beaches.
I feel calm.
Neptune cradles me to sleep.
Jade sings and sings and sings.
To me?
I listen and the sounds of light hit the lake floor.
Each leaf of flora gulping at the lines of daylight that Jade drew.
Jade is reason, resonance, responsibility.
Neptune is carefree, caring, crashing.
Jade nurtures what Neptune brings her.
Neptune will hold anyone who needs to be held.
Wax Poetic by Julia Johnson 