i. my darling, this night
and your mouth soft ochre
under the tallow
that wakes us –
where we taste salted-wine,
sea-grass,
and I pull the sea’s black reach
from under your
skin – sea witch,
your squall of dark pearls
undone, your hair
a black furlong.
And I give
you sea-flowers,
relics – a daub of light
over the fall
of your thighs –
your dress
wet with saltwater,
come close,
my darling – closer to the fire.
© Davina Allison
First published in The Galway Review
Davina’s poetry has appeared in journals such as Poetry Scotland, The Glasgow Review of Books, The Lampeter Review, and The Australian Poetry Journal. She has a PhD in Text Linguistics.
Water Serpents by Gustav Klimt
Poem and Dish 
I can feel movement in each word..they are beautifully put together that when I read it aloud it creates certain harmony that may not really audible to our ears but we felt it…
love the Klimt painting. I have never seen that one before. lots to look at and I love how the blues draw your attention.
Thank you Jim, it is stunning isn’t it!! Yes Absolutely, so much to look at and ponder on.
This poem blends ephemeral and carnal images so beautifully. Love it. So much. The artwork is a perfect match.
Dear Sanaa, so beautifully put. Thank you so much.. so glad u like the image, when I read it I could only think of Klimt and his stunning images xx