Demeter

The divine mother of Kore prepared for war when Chronos acted and Uranus was emasculated.
A scarlet rain fell, soaking into Gaia's vulva.
Fecundity spawned the Gigantes with fervour.
From terra came terror, the sickle slit and cut.
One of the number of hated were fated to deliver the blow.
And after the titans came forth the giants erupting to life with Gaia raising the stakes higher went to battle with the Gods.
Finding mother divine with sword of gold in hand, hail Khrysaoros!
Olympia won.

The mother of corn sowed her seed, indeed all in abundance grew.
From beauty to grain was parlayed and everything was sated and danced under an endless sun.
Unprepared for what was to come, Hades and Zeus conspired a two face pact in favour of the possessor of the three headed dog, bypassing the virtuous Demeter, and stole away the virginal sweet Persephone.

Where is she? The beautiful progeny.
A mothers love fuelled her devotion to keep searching  then exploring as it was learned, a betrayal of blood.

"No more fertility, I shall shed my flora and fauna.
I shall not sow, nothing shall grow.
I Demeter throw down my dress of gold and drape myself in frost and pelts.
Water from the deepest well shall not quell the harsh conditions, nothing can quench the wheat for spelt to burst into life"

The ground solid, the fauna kissed with a frost so deep it kills.
Oh, Woe to us and the Gods at the sight of the barren fields a scythe she did wield and  and cut the harvest down.
now the pomegranate rule means four months laid to waste because of Hades haste.
His greed means famine and darkness until Persephone returns and the mother of the seasons regrows.

Written by Son of Howarth (2017 from the collection "Mythologies")