Porthtowan Stone Seal…
It was as if a basking seal
Had been petrified
By the emergence of Medusa
From the Atlantic’s spewed surf
And turned to stone,
Stratified…
And there it sprawled, real,
Yet unreal, lapidified;
A guardian of Porthtowan
‘Gainst the sea’s hideous tides
And aloof in stone,
Mortified…
Pete Ray
Rock formation looking like a seal, basking, at Porthtowan, Cornwall…
The Goddess On Porthtowan Beach…
She had been carved in a cliff-face
By an ancient Egyptian stonemason,
Surely?
Her hippopotamus and feline features
Left leering at tides,
The swollen belly sculpted and stylistically designed…
And thus the goddess Taweret served in this foreign place,
As a sentinel, a bastion,
Certainly.
For the secrets of millennia she invariably hides,
This pregnant deity, beautifully refined…
Pete Ray
The angle of the exposed cliff-face took my eye and I could see Taweret somehow, the pregnant Egyptian goddess usually associated with protection and childbirth.
She was part hippo’, part lion and part crocodile, all creatures feared by the ancient Egyptians…
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