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.
Resurrection in Dreamscape
I dreamed of mother
last night returning from the dead
bearing a cryptic message
just for me
wrapped in a skein
of eternity
when I awoke
I knew that dreams
were portals to the other side
translucent as a memory
lightly scrubbed by tragedy
the dead appearing
in dramatic mystery
and yet more real
than any puzzled mosaic
or pentimento
could ever be
...
last night returning from the dead
bearing a cryptic message
just for me
wrapped in a skein
of eternity
when I awoke
I knew that dreams
were portals to the other side
translucent as a memory
lightly scrubbed by tragedy
the dead appearing
in dramatic mystery
and yet more real
than any puzzled mosaic
or pentimento
could ever be
...
#religion
#rebirth
#mythology
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All Will Be Revealed
Hot milk and an early night
could not prepare me
for the 3 am visions
on my bedroom ceiling
or for the mysterious and compelling
impromptu voice
from the Google Home speakers
Not wishing to fall behind the times
and invoking his infinite wisdom
it seems Ggod has decided to offer
Apple and Microsoft style updates
to the good book
which is henceforth to be known
as the Wible
With the goal
of enhancing and improving
modern user experience
Hhe has tasked me
with rewriting various sections ...
could not prepare me
for the 3 am visions
on my bedroom ceiling
or for the mysterious and compelling
impromptu voice
from the Google Home speakers
Not wishing to fall behind the times
and invoking his infinite wisdom
it seems Ggod has decided to offer
Apple and Microsoft style updates
to the good book
which is henceforth to be known
as the Wible
With the goal
of enhancing and improving
modern user experience
Hhe has tasked me
with rewriting various sections ...
#atheism
#religion
#books #mythology
#books #mythology
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Idibera
Dawns the Autumn.
A Poem opens itself.
Some wings spread.
Flowers blooming
everywhere.
Eyes wide close.
Eyes of wide read.
Open, doors, letters.
Secret Diaries revealed.
Scars still beating.
Signs, gods, runes.
Above the waters
arrises the mist.
Days and waves
keep on building
its Cathedrals.
Sleeps
in my hand
a non-important
poem
an unknown name
carved in a stone.
Idibera is a name
for the thunderbolt
for the woman that rides
the...
A Poem opens itself.
Some wings spread.
Flowers blooming
everywhere.
Eyes wide close.
Eyes of wide read.
Open, doors, letters.
Secret Diaries revealed.
Scars still beating.
Signs, gods, runes.
Above the waters
arrises the mist.
Days and waves
keep on building
its Cathedrals.
Sleeps
in my hand
a non-important
poem
an unknown name
carved in a stone.
Idibera is a name
for the thunderbolt
for the woman that rides
the...
#storm
#narrative
#mythology
#tradition
#reading
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Mythical Fling
I saw you soaring upon the back of your dragon as a Valkyrie
And me no more than a woodland elf stretching my bow as if in slavery
With so many to do your bidding, when will it ever be my chance
There are so many in order before me waiting for your glance
But I smell of the prophecy, your dragon knows my scent
My dreams are ravaged savagely, the darkness will never relent
Just being near you as I go about my duties among the the trees
It's only your dragon that can hear and feel my heart's pleas
The simple thought of a Valkyrie and...
And me no more than a woodland elf stretching my bow as if in slavery
With so many to do your bidding, when will it ever be my chance
There are so many in order before me waiting for your glance
But I smell of the prophecy, your dragon knows my scent
My dreams are ravaged savagely, the darkness will never relent
Just being near you as I go about my duties among the the trees
It's only your dragon that can hear and feel my heart's pleas
The simple thought of a Valkyrie and...
#love
#mythology
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Deep Meeting Of Meaning.
We are with you.......In your Linear Time.
We are with you........Without Time.
We've always been with you....Throughout,what you call Time.
For the name Time........We have no name for,at this Time.
Some of us....As you say.....Have been.
Some of us........Have not been.
But no matter.....Wherever you begin,
End,
And Start.
We'll always Bebyyourside........Till the end of your cycle of Human Life.
©Wired6. 1/11/2021
We are with you........Without Time.
We've always been with you....Throughout,what you call Time.
For the name Time........We have no name for,at this Time.
Some of us....As you say.....Have been.
Some of us........Have not been.
But no matter.....Wherever you begin,
End,
And Start.
We'll always Bebyyourside........Till the end of your cycle of Human Life.
©Wired6. 1/11/2021
#mythology
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NIGHTTIME FORMAL AFFAIR
Bomb of loud explosion, fire flames steals all. Reign his thrown of life's center stage...A 4th July fireworks display. Blacken & charged...Once was a soul, now the Devil has you in his back pocket fully in control. The Devil's high stakes game, burned & not learned...Deadly it's cost !!! Cons of slick...Liars & cheats...Trickster & tricks...A magician magic man smiles & you don't understand his darken heart ways. Blacken souls...His losers of rolls...Waiting 1,000 in line, dusk of twilight as darkness his flying cape... Seduction his Craft function, he lavish &...
#fate
#mythology
#nightmares #curse
#nightmares #curse
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Motto="Fiat secundum Verbum Tuum."
Her name is Nina.
Nina Marylebone.
A name bequeathed 2 her,by her grandmother.
At 12 years old,
Nina walks alone.
A strong young girl,
Is Nina.
Who tirelessly fights,
2 abolish the cruel sport of 'bear baiting.'
The intention---
2 entertain,
The bored and rich elite.
The biggest fan,
Henry V|||,
Even has a bear pit,
Constructed at his Palace of Whitehall.
Elizabeth | is also fond of the barbaric sport....
Nina Marylebone.
A name bequeathed 2 her,by her grandmother.
At 12 years old,
Nina walks alone.
A strong young girl,
Is Nina.
Who tirelessly fights,
2 abolish the cruel sport of 'bear baiting.'
The intention---
2 entertain,
The bored and rich elite.
The biggest fan,
Henry V|||,
Even has a bear pit,
Constructed at his Palace of Whitehall.
Elizabeth | is also fond of the barbaric sport....
#mythology
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Artemis
Artemis
Deep fire blue
Of Gaia's ocean from the moon
Where Luna laughs on the dark side
With Chantilly lipstick prism lace
Whose rainbow is the crescent earthrise
That Luna lassoes in fiery tresses
Like a sliver of night
In the tentacle trance of Medusa Mysticism
Deep fire blue
Of Gaia's ocean from the moon
Where Luna laughs on the dark side
With Chantilly lipstick prism lace
Whose rainbow is the crescent earthrise
That Luna lassoes in fiery tresses
Like a sliver of night
In the tentacle trance of Medusa Mysticism
#women
#erotic
#moon
#mythology
#sensual
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Dark invitation
I stood at these crossroads
while serpents murmured
tail devouring resurrections
in the guise of Midgard
the snake inhabited Man
to poison deceit
o cosmos
shed now
your skin
Ask midwife death
of birth
return
now
return
to manna heim
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while serpents murmured
tail devouring resurrections
in the guise of Midgard
the snake inhabited Man
to poison deceit
o cosmos
shed now
your skin
Ask midwife death
of birth
return
now
return
to manna heim
Ⓒ copyrights owned by Rianne
#dark
#shadows
#mythology #philosophical
#mythology #philosophical
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Sae
1.
I have always known I belong to the sea
where an open armed colossal compendium
awaits me
Through language left
by full moon draped Venusian
my shape is of none
as I become water
2
Sea wolf dancing
flamboyant flickering
unshackled barer
night
a ship sinking
before it tumbles
to the ground
I become bare
3
Bypassing air
accepting liquidity
wind waits
I am this space
this is the last story
tell it as if it were
first ...
I have always known I belong to the sea
where an open armed colossal compendium
awaits me
Through language left
by full moon draped Venusian
my shape is of none
as I become water
2
Sea wolf dancing
flamboyant flickering
unshackled barer
night
a ship sinking
before it tumbles
to the ground
I become bare
3
Bypassing air
accepting liquidity
wind waits
I am this space
this is the last story
tell it as if it were
first ...
#mythology
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A Poetic Pause With Limericks
Shakespear's Cow"
Did you milk the goat, Juliet?
Oh, sorry Romeo, not yet !!!
What about the cow?
Oh, I don't know how, !?
So, go milk Shakespeare's sonnets
*******
' life is not always Romantic '
Oud For Food
Hungry cricket asked friend ant for food
I used to sing, i would work, if i could
' Scat, said the angry ant !!! '
' Food .,? oh my dear i can't '
You lazy creature, only good for Oud !
Did you milk the goat, Juliet?
Oh, sorry Romeo, not yet !!!
What about the cow?
Oh, I don't know how, !?
So, go milk Shakespeare's sonnets
*******
' life is not always Romantic '
Oud For Food
Hungry cricket asked friend ant for food
I used to sing, i would work, if i could
' Scat, said the angry ant !!! '
' Food .,? oh my dear i can't '
You lazy creature, only good for Oud !
#mythology
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King Arthur and the Cauldron of the Goddess
- King Arthur and the Cauldron of the Goddess -
I shall in these words of verse, thus poetic in the form so woven thereof,
Now tell a tale that shall to certain ears seem to be most passing strange.
When ancient were the days, but never so ancient as what came before...
In the time when the birds of certain goddesses, flew in the skies above,
It was in those days when Glastonbury was an island, ere things changed.
Arthur was a king over the land, and sought to be lord over much more!
Forth he went in questing, with twelve companions marching with...
I shall in these words of verse, thus poetic in the form so woven thereof,
Now tell a tale that shall to certain ears seem to be most passing strange.
When ancient were the days, but never so ancient as what came before...
In the time when the birds of certain goddesses, flew in the skies above,
It was in those days when Glastonbury was an island, ere things changed.
Arthur was a king over the land, and sought to be lord over much more!
Forth he went in questing, with twelve companions marching with...
#fate
#mythology
#pagan
#magic
#epic
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