Mythology Poems
#mythology
Mythology poems are about folklore and myths. A myth is a story that has significance to a particular culture, often trying to address fundamental and difficult life questions. Here you'll find poems about myths belonging to range of religious and cultural traditions.
goldenmyst
Poem Published
19th Jul 2021 1:16am
19th Jul 2021 1:16am
The Thousand Rooms of Her Soul
The Thousand Rooms of Her Soul
Eden grows on Eve’s foothills where ambient sunshine beams down on ancient tea rooms in the sky. You browse the library of the Milky Way whose books are stars with gold leaf pages that have not lost their luster sealed in Alhambra centuries of Maimonides who is your Sephardic Sufi. I watch you in the court of Alfonso the X where you are a female troubadour lost to the mists of time.
You introduce yourself as Comtessa. The tongues you speak come from another rapture whose muse gives you the songs you write that make the green fruit...
Eden grows on Eve’s foothills where ambient sunshine beams down on ancient tea rooms in the sky. You browse the library of the Milky Way whose books are stars with gold leaf pages that have not lost their luster sealed in Alhambra centuries of Maimonides who is your Sephardic Sufi. I watch you in the court of Alfonso the X where you are a female troubadour lost to the mists of time.
You introduce yourself as Comtessa. The tongues you speak come from another rapture whose muse gives you the songs you write that make the green fruit...
#erotic
#music
#mythology
#historical
#sensual
22 reads
10 Comments
RiAN
Poem Published
16th Jul 2021 1:24pm
16th Jul 2021 1:24pm
Gnosis of the wild
Thinned tincture
hoarse void sinks in
I am
bone kindred
breath
Glimpse
learn to trust
what is heard
herded in a dark
nurturing numb
cellular mysteries
connectedness
communion
communicating
dervish wisp
a lock of her mane
across the heart
hearth
mother rune
sunken arrow
fen dweller
trust
scope
of the
wound
we will find
our wholeness
begin
again
an exhibition
dark ...
hoarse void sinks in
I am
bone kindred
breath
Glimpse
learn to trust
what is heard
herded in a dark
nurturing numb
cellular mysteries
connectedness
communion
communicating
dervish wisp
a lock of her mane
across the heart
hearth
mother rune
sunken arrow
fen dweller
trust
scope
of the
wound
we will find
our wholeness
begin
again
an exhibition
dark ...
#dark
#mythology
#magic #symbolism
#magic #symbolism
29 reads
4 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
9th Jul 2021 10:59am
9th Jul 2021 10:59am
Python Coding
In ancient Greece there was an oracle,
World famous as the most viable -
Source of information of the inevitable,
For supplicants on the grounds, unstable.
A temple was erected to the god Apollo,
At the location where the processions would go
To consult the High Priestess, Pythia,
Clad in a serpent that today invades Florida.
It was said that she would hiss the words,
In sibilant hexameters that were preserved by scribes,
And later interpreted by the knowing lords,
To open eyed recipients, at the end of long rides.
...
World famous as the most viable -
Source of information of the inevitable,
For supplicants on the grounds, unstable.
A temple was erected to the god Apollo,
At the location where the processions would go
To consult the High Priestess, Pythia,
Clad in a serpent that today invades Florida.
It was said that she would hiss the words,
In sibilant hexameters that were preserved by scribes,
And later interpreted by the knowing lords,
To open eyed recipients, at the end of long rides.
...
#mythology
#pagan
#magic
#philosophical
#tradition
34 reads
8 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
8th Jul 2021 12:32pm
8th Jul 2021 12:32pm
Teonanacatl
The structures were meant
to interact
with celestial things –
structured exact
To capture the shadows of movement
Inaccessible
By means of a perfect placement
of rocks stones & cement
Adjacent
To places that would permit
a ceremony to transmit
the human spirit
into the world of the spirit
In a stargate entrance/exit
As the madmen of the priest class
opened up a gaping gash
in their flesh
As they did ingest
the flesh
of the gods…
fresh ...
to interact
with celestial things –
structured exact
To capture the shadows of movement
Inaccessible
By means of a perfect placement
of rocks stones & cement
Adjacent
To places that would permit
a ceremony to transmit
the human spirit
into the world of the spirit
In a stargate entrance/exit
As the madmen of the priest class
opened up a gaping gash
in their flesh
As they did ingest
the flesh
of the gods…
fresh ...
#nature
#spiritual
#drugs
#mythology
#magic
25 reads
4 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
29th Jun 2021 2:54am
29th Jun 2021 2:54am
To Much To Soon
Shadows moving across the sky, begin to cry
Soldiers marching up from Tartarus refusing to be denied
Atlas following order, told to drop the fucking sky
If it was not for Hercules everyone would surely had died
Man as you remember fucking won the last battle
With Hope on their side the Titans and Gods were shattered
But the immortals were down, they were never truly defeated
They sat back and watched as man realized the strength that was need
The strength needed to make decisions for yourself
To have a frame...
Soldiers marching up from Tartarus refusing to be denied
Atlas following order, told to drop the fucking sky
If it was not for Hercules everyone would surely had died
Man as you remember fucking won the last battle
With Hope on their side the Titans and Gods were shattered
But the immortals were down, they were never truly defeated
They sat back and watched as man realized the strength that was need
The strength needed to make decisions for yourself
To have a frame...
#war
#humankind
#mythology
35 reads
2 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
28th Jun 2021 10:25am
28th Jun 2021 10:25am
alien god
The alien god…
like a spontaneous manifestation
of sudden knowledge
& awareness
formulated like fear
painted upon
a manufactured milieu
as though
color
was something…
other
and…
we looked at one another
in
diffusion
ever after
like a spontaneous manifestation
of sudden knowledge
& awareness
formulated like fear
painted upon
a manufactured milieu
as though
color
was something…
other
and…
we looked at one another
in
diffusion
ever after
#religion
#spiritual
#mythology
#philosophical
#tradition
38 reads
2 Comments
HadesRising
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2021 00:08am
23rd Jun 2021 00:08am
SLAVE TO THE SIREN SONG
Through raging storms or starlit skies
Seasonal waves crash against my hull
Heard the beauty of the last home
I’ve inked poetry with blood soaked dye
Upon the skin on my sun bleached skull
I am slave to the siren song
WHEN THE BELL TOLLS
THE TREE OF WOE
FROM MOON TO SUN
OF WHAT THEY SUNG
Through the nebula haunted cold night
Departed by peers deceased and null
Holding the remnants of their bones
I am deaf to the wailing of wights
Intoxicated by their honeyed cull
I am slave to the siren song
Seasonal waves crash against my hull
Heard the beauty of the last home
I’ve inked poetry with blood soaked dye
Upon the skin on my sun bleached skull
I am slave to the siren song
WHEN THE BELL TOLLS
THE TREE OF WOE
FROM MOON TO SUN
OF WHAT THEY SUNG
Through the nebula haunted cold night
Departed by peers deceased and null
Holding the remnants of their bones
I am deaf to the wailing of wights
Intoxicated by their honeyed cull
I am slave to the siren song
#dark
#mythology
#curse
64 reads
3 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
19th Jun 2021 8:47pm
19th Jun 2021 8:47pm
Destine
Fallen Angels building a ladder
Rungs tied on with tears and blood splatter
Working while singing a siren's song
Pulling the innocent from right to wrong
Cerberus nipping at their heels to move the herd
Hela wants to sing but forgot the words
Medusa cracking a whip to speed things up
Sisyphus has depression and he's in a rut
Persephone lied with Prometheus to create a spark
Hades found out and Prometheus was caught
Body splayed, strapped to a rock
I IS ME, the vulture, tears at his heart
Gabriel's on...
Rungs tied on with tears and blood splatter
Working while singing a siren's song
Pulling the innocent from right to wrong
Cerberus nipping at their heels to move the herd
Hela wants to sing but forgot the words
Medusa cracking a whip to speed things up
Sisyphus has depression and he's in a rut
Persephone lied with Prometheus to create a spark
Hades found out and Prometheus was caught
Body splayed, strapped to a rock
I IS ME, the vulture, tears at his heart
Gabriel's on...
#war
#fairies
#mythology #magic
#mythology #magic
48 reads
4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 9:59am
18th Jun 2021 9:59am
a tomato video
A tomato Video
Conversation with an omelette you can, if it is filled with tomatoes.
Apparently, trees talk to flowers a tomato soaks up this information
gives it to us when we eat one. After going on about tomatoes
the lecturer cuts a tomato in half and we hear a scream
the speaker declares he has two tomatoes plus a bloody finger.
Many videos’ maker's dreams, is to stand alone on a stage and talk about
things the makes no sense to others other than themselves.
They thank, the audience who are blissfully absent, and blend
into the dark...
Conversation with an omelette you can, if it is filled with tomatoes.
Apparently, trees talk to flowers a tomato soaks up this information
gives it to us when we eat one. After going on about tomatoes
the lecturer cuts a tomato in half and we hear a scream
the speaker declares he has two tomatoes plus a bloody finger.
Many videos’ maker's dreams, is to stand alone on a stage and talk about
things the makes no sense to others other than themselves.
They thank, the audience who are blissfully absent, and blend
into the dark...
#fate
#apocalypse
#mythology
#luck
#dystopian
29 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
8th Jun 2021 9:05am
8th Jun 2021 9:05am
wonderland
Wonderland
Dreams have always been vital they are the wing
I fly to a consciousness of old truth.
Now I do not dream much but when I do
I visit places I have been before in earlier dreams.
Meeting people say hello we have not seen for a long time.
The landscape is thorny and cannot be shared by those
who are ignorant of hidden tracks?
It is strange to see familiar faces of those of old dreams
they remember I was a cobbler who worked for free.
My phone does not ring it has s modern chant.
While is asked I by the lake when I'm moving...
Dreams have always been vital they are the wing
I fly to a consciousness of old truth.
Now I do not dream much but when I do
I visit places I have been before in earlier dreams.
Meeting people say hello we have not seen for a long time.
The landscape is thorny and cannot be shared by those
who are ignorant of hidden tracks?
It is strange to see familiar faces of those of old dreams
they remember I was a cobbler who worked for free.
My phone does not ring it has s modern chant.
While is asked I by the lake when I'm moving...
#fate
#mythology
#luck
#scifi
#curse
26 reads
0 Comments
vampirlust
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2021 11:34am
3rd Jun 2021 11:34am
The Eklastic Field
Thy skies are getting brighter
Thy wind is getting warmer
Movest Thee forward
Thou Thunder Stormer
Where is Thy Hell
That Thou used to raise?
Soaring low Soaring low
Without any praise
Why doest Thou cry?
Hast not Thou another?
No woman No child
Not even a mother
Thy days are so long
Thy weeks are so sure
No poem or No song
Could give Thee Thy cure
Only the touch of one
Tender and Sweet
Could restore Thy might
And makest sure Thy feet
What will it take to restore Thy might?
And who shall...
Thy wind is getting warmer
Movest Thee forward
Thou Thunder Stormer
Where is Thy Hell
That Thou used to raise?
Soaring low Soaring low
Without any praise
Why doest Thou cry?
Hast not Thou another?
No woman No child
Not even a mother
Thy days are so long
Thy weeks are so sure
No poem or No song
Could give Thee Thy cure
Only the touch of one
Tender and Sweet
Could restore Thy might
And makest sure Thy feet
What will it take to restore Thy might?
And who shall...
#apocalypse
#mythology
#dystopian
38 reads
2 Comments
Leethal
Poem Published
1st Jun 2021 11:45am
1st Jun 2021 11:45am
Black wHole Son… An ode to Eden and Sound Garden
#fate
#apocalypse
#mythology
#luck
#nightmares
61 reads
0 Comments
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