Poseidon explained
POSEIDON EXPLAINED
The sea god rests his head
on a volcano that bubbles
warmly rushes past his ears
his hair rises like seaweed
on a wuthering bed of life
at a depth of ten kilometers
He is so great that he breathes only
twice every four and twenty hours
once in, it becomes ebb again
out once more
it becomes flood
falling tide begins
Such a beautiful logical system
that every Tahitian believes in
like veils around the moon
as long as there are Tahitians
The sea god rests his head
on a volcano that bubbles
warmly rushes past his ears
his hair rises like seaweed
on a wuthering bed of life
at a depth of ten kilometers
He is so great that he breathes only
twice every four and twenty hours
once in, it becomes ebb again
out once more
it becomes flood
falling tide begins
Such a beautiful logical system
that every Tahitian believes in
like veils around the moon
as long as there are Tahitians
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| Auteur: Stanislaus Jaworski | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 april 2026 | ||
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