Gaia Poem by Alex Garr

A vast expanse of rock
Extends further than the eye can see.
Light slants though the circular opening,
Illuminating the interior.
Stalactites hang from the cave’s ceiling
Like earthen icicles.
A constant dripping echos from deep within
The belly of the cave.
Stone columns,
Larger around than the reach of
Three men’s arms,
Line the walls like the
Pillars of a cathedral.

Earth’s skin is covered
In all manner of creatures,
From the smallest of insects
To the largest of elephants.
Endless plains of grass
Encircle the continents,
Dotting them with trees and rivers.

Mountains rise undisturbed
From the back of Gaia.
They dominate the land,
Belittling everything near them.
Groups cluster together throughout
The land, creating ranges larger and longer
Than anything on the planet.
Some are covered with life
While others are pure rock,
Covered with nothing but snow on their distant peaks.

A lone figure stands in a marble hall,
Her semblance forever frozen in stone.
Her face looks at a distant horizon
That only she can see,
Her eyes as blank as a dead man’s.
Her clothes wrap around her slender waist,
Flowing in an invisible wind.
Her chest is bared to the elements,
Her perfect breasts round and firm,
The nipples erect in infinite pleasure.

Dust and dirt swirl across barren deserts
With animals hidden beneath rocks
Heated from the sun.

A raging river crashes across
Slippery boulders,
Slowly eroding their thick, tough skin.

Medusa, with her
Head of writhing snakes
And heart filled with hatred,
Awaits in her lair for the warriors
She knows will come.
An artificial garden surrounds the
Once beautiful priestess,
But instead of flowers
Are countless statues of men
Once living.