By Autry Dye
Pensacola Branch, Florida


Goddess Dogoda is my name in one culture.
In others I am called Rashabar, Zephyr, Sirocco, Haboob and Pali,
Rolling off the tongue as easy as a breath.

My gentleness is welcomed,
Carrying seeds, scents and cooling the air.
Flowers nod their heads in greeting, flags flutter in salute.

Lightly I can touch the skin, like a lover’s kiss,
Flirting around arms, legs and faces.
Leaving us wanting more.

Trees sigh and Spanish moss sways,
Responding in a slow rhythm.
The dance is seductive.

But I am like Janus, the two-faced god.
You see the results, yet I remain invisible.
My strength will move sailing ships and wind turbines.

When disturbed, you see me as most powerful,
Destroying shorelines and forests, and flattening buildings.
Creating chaos for years to come.

Remember my two-faced nature, balmy as a baby’s sigh,
Yet when elements come into play that create my power, be wary.
For no one is capable of controlling my fury.


  1. Claire Massey says:

    The poet skillfully reminds us of the power that two sided nature wields in one of its many forces. We could say the same of rain and sun, soil and sea.

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