(In Honor of, and with Simultaneous Apologies to, Valentine’s Day)

Oysters are the very definition of protean, beginning life as plankton and then becoming hard-shelled organisms able to change sex at least once per lifetime (photo by Flickr user Swamibu.)
From a temperate boudoir she comes,
fused with metamorphic rock.
You slaver to rasp slaty cleavage
with ravening tongue—
exploring textures.
It might be gneiss
to possess such a hybrid.
Highest bride,
whom I pried
from vinegar rest-bed,
for her “delicate, toothy texture”
and briny liqueur.
But sink this deeply into keratinized mind:
Being so caught up,
she has you shut in her
fickle flesh, adducted.
Inspired by Grammar Ghoul’s Chimera 66 #5 writing prompt. The prompt was oyster, and it probably helps to read the links I’ve provided above and here, unless you have a really good memory from high school biology on bivalves and other sea life (or, obviously, if you’re a marine biologist). Hope you enjoyed this innuendo-, entendre-, and pun-filled (semi-) writing departure; you might still have time to get yours done. The deadline is today (Friday), and there are great writers there already! Where are you?
MORE SOURCES & INSPIRATIONS:
On the Eastern oyster
W.B. Yeats, “Leda and the Swan”
And, finally, you might as well take a little trip back with gender-bending father Tiresias (who has “crossed the poles”); excuse the boring graphics–but the audio seems good except for clipping off the very end of the instrumental, which leads inexplicably into “Supper’s Ready” despite them being on different albums
Check your link on GG. I don’t see this story on the Chimera #5 page and this is too good not to be there.
Thank you, T.N.!
Delighted by ‘… it might be gneiss to possess such a hybrid.’ and other linguistic games.
You are so clever, Leigh …and original. I love that poem.
There are so many possible meanings in this one, all tickling the mind, waiting to come out. Great poem!
Thank you, Eric. That means a lot. One of these days I’ll attempt something darkly, deliciously humorous as you do on a regular basis (like your Entitlement story). Have a great upcoming week!
Wow. This is so fantastic. I love how your use of imagery gives texture to this piece. Awesome work, Leigh! Thanks for linking up with us at Grammar Ghoul this week! 🙂
Thank you so much, Suzanne. I’m looking forward to reading future entries and prompts at GGP (you down with GGP? sorry, I couldn’t resist!). Happy writing!
Your references to classic writers amazes me. I have wanted to read all of Yeats’ stories. Maybe one day… Maybe one day… 🙂
Very clever Leigh. Can I admit your literary skill leaves me in awe and somewhat intimidated. You have a gift!
Sue, I appreciate the compliments, but I likewise hope you won’t (continue to) be intimidated. Good writing is a conversation, no? (just as photography voices a story or stories)
Hmm. “Slaty cleavage” certainly is interesting to consider. Love the poem!
pardin me, i don’t know what to make up of this poem but it feels good reading it.