Poetry competition CLOSED 26th September 2023 1:01pm
WINNER
Dre_k47 (AnDre James)
Dre_k47 (AnDre James)
RUNNERS-UP:
UbiquitousVoid
and Anne-Ri999
Ode to the Classical Gods and Goddesses
Poetry Contest Description
Write a Ode to a God or Goddess from the Classical World...
Pick a God or Goddess from Greek-Roman, Egyptian, Norse, Mesoamerica, North America, Asia, Pagan...anywhere in the world...or out of world...even Lovecraftian...or Science Fiction.
Titans permitted.
One that has long since been superseded by the current world faiths.
Write a new Ode...
Any length
One per person.
Participants can suggest which entry they think should win.
Have fun.
Passh Me That Wineshkin Made of Lamb, Thou Old Shodding Goat, Thou!
Ode to One Besotted Sodomite
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O Dionysus! God of wine!
Like Jesus soused -- true sod divine!
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Feetnote
Geek party animal Pan -- the Greek god of shepherds and sheep --
temporarily banned from Dionysus' retinue wild
on getting a virginal underaged nymph preggers.
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O Dionysus! God of wine!
Like Jesus soused -- true sod divine!
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Feetnote
Geek party animal Pan -- the Greek god of shepherds and sheep --
temporarily banned from Dionysus' retinue wild
on getting a virginal underaged nymph preggers.
Written by Jordan
(D.O.C.)
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Echoes of Valhalla
Sounds the horns of ancient tune
Echoes through the halls
Of the Great Valhalla
Warriors at the great hall
gathered from battle grounds
among white-capped mountains
stand together in glory
shining swords and countenances
telling tales of valours
the Valkyries
in flurries of wings
flew again, leading them to Odin
the god in benevolent splendor
listening to tales of them
in the dirges of dying
‘among our brothers
In the arms of our fathers
with pride we gather’
‘we stand with our sisters
guarding our mothers
from rebels of heritage’
‘long shall the hall
of Valhalla
house the souls of warriors’
‘for stand us proud
alive through tales
of bards of yore’
‘stand us here
in the Halls of the Slain
memories sang in sweet refrain’
‘we are of the fallen
led here by Valkyries
to prepare for Ragnarok’
‘in the fields of Vígríðr;
clashes of swords
Man and immortals shall ring’
‘before then shall we
dine together
in the Hall of Valhalla’
For now the gate is closed
where the wolf hangs
and the eagle hovers on.
Echoes through the halls
Of the Great Valhalla
Warriors at the great hall
gathered from battle grounds
among white-capped mountains
stand together in glory
shining swords and countenances
telling tales of valours
the Valkyries
in flurries of wings
flew again, leading them to Odin
the god in benevolent splendor
listening to tales of them
in the dirges of dying
‘among our brothers
In the arms of our fathers
with pride we gather’
‘we stand with our sisters
guarding our mothers
from rebels of heritage’
‘long shall the hall
of Valhalla
house the souls of warriors’
‘for stand us proud
alive through tales
of bards of yore’
‘stand us here
in the Halls of the Slain
memories sang in sweet refrain’
‘we are of the fallen
led here by Valkyries
to prepare for Ragnarok’
‘in the fields of Vígríðr;
clashes of swords
Man and immortals shall ring’
‘before then shall we
dine together
in the Hall of Valhalla’
For now the gate is closed
where the wolf hangs
and the eagle hovers on.
Written by Grace
(IDryad)
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Three Statues in the Garden
Medusa looking at me
inside the mirror
petrifying me
on the Icarus flight.
Leaving me adrift
like Ulysses without Ithaca
wanting mermaids.
And freezes my blood
in the labyrinth
of the veins.
Minotaur and Cyclops
setting the heart rate
of a distant chimera
deciphering riddles.
This muse abuses me
just tying me...
she's a shady girl and
profuse in the silences
telling me secrets,
obstacles and pain.
Not paying attention to me.
I lay down on the floor
prostrate in worship
for this confused muse,
evil Medusa.
Medusa seduces me
violently
with both eyes on fire
calls for me in hisses
and freezing my blood
in the kidneys.
serpentine goddess
with delights in poison
hardening everything in me
making me stone
leaving me alone in a corner
hard.
Forgotten the existence and
cold without fever.
Dehydrated
heroic statue
of the imperfect masculine.
Written by PAR
(PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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Ode to Morpheus
You know you are my preferred god
You know I would loooooooooove
To be able to write a superb Ode
In your honor
It would certainly go on for hundreds and hundreds of lines
And more
And it is as I set to dip my best Feathered plume in the inkwell
That superb nuages of the whitest sort form over my head...
But, oh, wait, they are not clouds
They are lovely sheep
And it is as I try to start counting
That I readily fall asleep.
You know I would loooooooooove
To be able to write a superb Ode
In your honor
It would certainly go on for hundreds and hundreds of lines
And more
And it is as I set to dip my best Feathered plume in the inkwell
That superb nuages of the whitest sort form over my head...
But, oh, wait, they are not clouds
They are lovely sheep
And it is as I try to start counting
That I readily fall asleep.
Written by robert43041
(Viking)
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Oh Shree Krishna, The Supreme Lord, Darling of Vrindavan
Your glory is so high, you're second to none
We, the mere mortals bow down to you
You gave knowledge to Arjuna he never knew
Oh the almighty lord krishna please shower your blessings on us
give us place down your lotus feet, life without you feels like a curse
You always protect good from evil
give power to feeble
Oh lord Krishna, give us divine eyes
nothing can compare with your enchanting smile
You're our love you're our devotion
Oh Kanha Ji, please come and bless us humans
Your glory is so high, you're second to none
We, the mere mortals bow down to you
You gave knowledge to Arjuna he never knew
Oh the almighty lord krishna please shower your blessings on us
give us place down your lotus feet, life without you feels like a curse
You always protect good from evil
give power to feeble
Oh lord Krishna, give us divine eyes
nothing can compare with your enchanting smile
You're our love you're our devotion
Oh Kanha Ji, please come and bless us humans
Archetypal Greek Gods and Goddesses
Captured beauty cast in bronze
they lived a larger life
and bore its perils plots and pain
passions fired, intrigue rife
the stage beyond the footlights bright
scribed to us by Socrates
lives of demonry and greed
mountain tops of destiny
written into history
bearing their forever youth
immortal now in deathly truth
cant sing a eulogy, for in existence
left the myths, we play them still
transformations; all the poison bits
lost love and incest, all the worst
all the best, they Bigged it up
in wild excess, for pleasures curse
screen-writers still pick at their bones
in the shadow of a bust
try to recreate, but none can bring them
back to life, just the actors empty husk
just vain attempts that blight
a treasure trove of great celeb`s
smile from their cast, at all us PLEBS
they lived a larger life
and bore its perils plots and pain
passions fired, intrigue rife
the stage beyond the footlights bright
scribed to us by Socrates
lives of demonry and greed
mountain tops of destiny
written into history
bearing their forever youth
immortal now in deathly truth
cant sing a eulogy, for in existence
left the myths, we play them still
transformations; all the poison bits
lost love and incest, all the worst
all the best, they Bigged it up
in wild excess, for pleasures curse
screen-writers still pick at their bones
in the shadow of a bust
try to recreate, but none can bring them
back to life, just the actors empty husk
just vain attempts that blight
a treasure trove of great celeb`s
smile from their cast, at all us PLEBS
Written by slipalong
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Shree Krishna- The Darling of Vrindavan
Oh Shree Krishna, The Supreme Lord, Darling of Vrindavan
Your glory is so high, you're second to none
We, the mere mortals bow down to you
You gave knowledge to Arjuna he never knew
Oh the almighty lord krishna please shower your blessings on us
give us place down your lotus feet, life without you feels like a curse
You always protect good from evil
give power to feeble
Oh lord Krishna, give us your divine eyes
nothing can compare with your enchanting smile
You're our love you're our devotion
Oh Kanha Ji, please come and bless us humans
Your glory is so high, you're second to none
We, the mere mortals bow down to you
You gave knowledge to Arjuna he never knew
Oh the almighty lord krishna please shower your blessings on us
give us place down your lotus feet, life without you feels like a curse
You always protect good from evil
give power to feeble
Oh lord Krishna, give us your divine eyes
nothing can compare with your enchanting smile
You're our love you're our devotion
Oh Kanha Ji, please come and bless us humans
Written by Saloni
(Diksha Pandey)
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DEATH OF YGGDRASIL
Breeding dark chasms
Vile echoes fill the air
The twisted, dying sounds
Wind alone is passing through
The hemisphere
Opal odour
Nihilistic balm, transcending
Cosmic ash, nine homes
A tapestry for lost souls
Between us lies Niflheimr
A journey through the hole
Against my will, trapped
In the fires of perdition
Thunder cracks the sky
With Hel and her conditions
Tree of life
Her dead roots weeping
Odin awakens, from sleeping
Nine worlds open
Around all orbits
We sing the Æsirs
O' hemlock skies
Pestilent depths
Silence
Sarcophagus
And into the fire we never wane
Black fortress of Múspellsheimr
Stout volcanic citadel
Standing against the outer hells
The red mask of death
I shall again wear it
Forlorn and forsaken
Hearts ablaze, prodigal son
To write the will of Jörmungandr
The holder of the realm of man
Never release your global span
The algebra of alabaster
She wears no face, no vultures sang
As she exhaled
A long vaporising breath
Tomorrow I awake
White carnations
Gathered in my wreath
Tomorrow I awake
I am Death
Written by UbiquitousVoid
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