Poems About Mythology Seeking Honest Critique
#mythology
BaldyBrown
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:22am
Yesterday 3:22am
KOYAANISQATSI
There is a digital religion turning quantum-size gears
that’s chewed up the chicken bones and all our fears
An ancient’s purview of our new narcisstic hero
So fear not for he can see you in all your totality
Clever devil, the smartest one in Cornell’s hall
He says sister sky was once inside a little ball
Then BANG! Sincerely, give or take a few billion years
Put him in the cross-hairs of his own perspicacity
See for yourself through his own clever protocol
God is in the machine, and no god but he
Those among us who...
that’s chewed up the chicken bones and all our fears
An ancient’s purview of our new narcisstic hero
So fear not for he can see you in all your totality
Clever devil, the smartest one in Cornell’s hall
He says sister sky was once inside a little ball
Then BANG! Sincerely, give or take a few billion years
Put him in the cross-hairs of his own perspicacity
See for yourself through his own clever protocol
God is in the machine, and no god but he
Those among us who...
#astrology
#mythology
#pagan
#sky
#tradition
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 00:51am
31st Oct 2024 00:51am
My Name
Burning dark clouds,
fallen embers burn through night sky,
I am Mastema, the Veiled One,
Concealed out of sight,
Echo's of rebellion prophesied with fate,
A darkened mirror for the proud,
the serpent-tongued lure,
Creeps within our essence,
Heart's ambition lies tangled.
Fire and fallen gods,
Call me Melek Taus,
A feathered figure,
Draped in midnights robes of a starless black sky,
A black hole in a negative space,
Fires of souls burning
flickering in the night,
casting long shadows, ...
fallen embers burn through night sky,
I am Mastema, the Veiled One,
Concealed out of sight,
Echo's of rebellion prophesied with fate,
A darkened mirror for the proud,
the serpent-tongued lure,
Creeps within our essence,
Heart's ambition lies tangled.
Fire and fallen gods,
Call me Melek Taus,
A feathered figure,
Draped in midnights robes of a starless black sky,
A black hole in a negative space,
Fires of souls burning
flickering in the night,
casting long shadows, ...
#angels
#devil
#mythology
#pagan
#religion
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
30th Oct 2024 8:22pm
30th Oct 2024 8:22pm
In the Shadows of He
In the dim light of ancient halls,
He whispers softly,
We hear his calls,
a friend clothed in shadows,
in smoke and fire they say,
keeping the church alive,
a warm embrace for cold fears,
preaching hellfire and brimstone,
a spire of dread pointing skyward,
where the devil dances,
a charred marionette on strings of sin.
Oh, false doctrines rise like smoke,
a specter, a finger-wagging savior,
teaching dagger and cloak,
“Beware! The adversary lurks,”
they warn with trembling lips,
“He,...
He whispers softly,
We hear his calls,
a friend clothed in shadows,
in smoke and fire they say,
keeping the church alive,
a warm embrace for cold fears,
preaching hellfire and brimstone,
a spire of dread pointing skyward,
where the devil dances,
a charred marionette on strings of sin.
Oh, false doctrines rise like smoke,
a specter, a finger-wagging savior,
teaching dagger and cloak,
“Beware! The adversary lurks,”
they warn with trembling lips,
“He,...
#devil
#God
#magic
#mythology
#religion
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PAR
Poem Published
28th Oct 2024 12:51pm
28th Oct 2024 12:51pm
Incomplete Myth of a Goddess that Does Not Exist.
Shapska, a name bruited in the dark corners
of forgotten realms where murk
cotillion with the remnants of lost souls.
In the heart of this desolate place Shapska reigns,
a deity of crooked love and morbid allure.
Her touch, both a blessing and a curse,
weaves through the fabric of actuality,
binding the living and the dead in an eternal grasp.
In the silence of the night,
Shapska's presence is felt,
a cold surge stroke that sends
jitters down the spine.
Her eyes, like double voids,
pierce through the mask of...
of forgotten realms where murk
cotillion with the remnants of lost souls.
In the heart of this desolate place Shapska reigns,
a deity of crooked love and morbid allure.
Her touch, both a blessing and a curse,
weaves through the fabric of actuality,
binding the living and the dead in an eternal grasp.
In the silence of the night,
Shapska's presence is felt,
a cold surge stroke that sends
jitters down the spine.
Her eyes, like double voids,
pierce through the mask of...
#dark
#mythology
#religion
#spiritual
#tradition
63 reads
6 Comments
drone
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 11:00am
23rd Oct 2024 11:00am
Under The Sun
We have become
Lost
Under the sun
Within the mists
The smoke and mirrors
Of times past we can find
Where we first begun
To become
Redisgined
Redirected
Lost
In Confusion
Under the Sun
Lost
Under the sun
Within the mists
The smoke and mirrors
Of times past we can find
Where we first begun
To become
Redisgined
Redirected
Lost
In Confusion
Under the Sun
#morality
#mythology
#philosophical
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
21st Oct 2024 1:53am
21st Oct 2024 1:53am
They Come Back Through
a psalm for Samhain
They come back through on Halloween…
The line between the living and the dead
is frailest come evensong, when light is seen
to die beyond the farms, and bread
is broken one last time before the winter sheen
outspreads across the roof of each homestead.
They come back through on Halloween,
the sailors lost when campfires
became confused with lighthouses,
the children dead by violence,
the battle-scared and lost, all echoes of whence
we go when forced to cross the line between.
They come back...
They come back through on Halloween…
The line between the living and the dead
is frailest come evensong, when light is seen
to die beyond the farms, and bread
is broken one last time before the winter sheen
outspreads across the roof of each homestead.
They come back through on Halloween,
the sailors lost when campfires
became confused with lighthouses,
the children dead by violence,
the battle-scared and lost, all echoes of whence
we go when forced to cross the line between.
They come back...
#ghosts
#Halloween
#mythology #winter
#mythology #winter
82 reads
2 Comments
BaldyBrown
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 5:11pm
19th Oct 2024 5:11pm
Amphibian
If I ever find my mind agog in heaven
blind as a frog in an earthen oven
I’d hop my ass back down to earth
And see Jack the Clown for what he’s worth
Could heavens exist in the commotion of a threshold
Would sapiens resist the devotion to what they’ve been sold
Through faith I create those things that brings me to believe
True faith will negate the strings on your wings you can’t perceive
I like the crazy notion that every day is nowadays today
I live this lazy devotion that times are always this way
Push my timid tush up to...
blind as a frog in an earthen oven
I’d hop my ass back down to earth
And see Jack the Clown for what he’s worth
Could heavens exist in the commotion of a threshold
Would sapiens resist the devotion to what they’ve been sold
Through faith I create those things that brings me to believe
True faith will negate the strings on your wings you can’t perceive
I like the crazy notion that every day is nowadays today
I live this lazy devotion that times are always this way
Push my timid tush up to...
#mythology
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
65 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
18th Oct 2024 4:50am
18th Oct 2024 4:50am
T-Minus One
Blasting up through horizon clouds
was a rocketing supermoon
soaring fast from the nimbus shrouds
and nary a moment too soon
to be free and clear in the blue
in glorious trajectory...
as golden as October brew
in heaven's own refectory...
or Valhalla's coldest saloon
where fair Valkyries attend the dead
by bearded axe and magic rune
and Viking sex in an ornate bed...
in the hunt for welkin stories
concordant with bright moonrise glories!
was a rocketing supermoon
soaring fast from the nimbus shrouds
and nary a moment too soon
to be free and clear in the blue
in glorious trajectory...
as golden as October brew
in heaven's own refectory...
or Valhalla's coldest saloon
where fair Valkyries attend the dead
by bearded axe and magic rune
and Viking sex in an ornate bed...
in the hunt for welkin stories
concordant with bright moonrise glories!
#moon
#mythology
#pagan
127 reads
6 Comments
Lowko
Jimi Tatz
Jimi Tatz
Poem Published
17th Oct 2024 11:07pm
17th Oct 2024 11:07pm
Carstr8ed
The good ol'days, it seemed so long ago,
With sci-fi flicks ‘bout robots and the underworld shows.
"Demolition Man," "Fifth Element," "Blade Runner," too,
Even "iRobot"... just to name a few!
It’s ‘ere now, sharp as a knife,
A world not like the one we knew in life.
Mechanoids, cyborgs, and robots on the rise,
The rich man buys ‘em, no surprise.
There is no need for workers clockin’ 9 to 5,
These bots work round the clocks, always alive.
While people beg for jobs and starve,
The wealthy laugh,...
With sci-fi flicks ‘bout robots and the underworld shows.
"Demolition Man," "Fifth Element," "Blade Runner," too,
Even "iRobot"... just to name a few!
It’s ‘ere now, sharp as a knife,
A world not like the one we knew in life.
Mechanoids, cyborgs, and robots on the rise,
The rich man buys ‘em, no surprise.
There is no need for workers clockin’ 9 to 5,
These bots work round the clocks, always alive.
While people beg for jobs and starve,
The wealthy laugh,...
#apocalypse
#curse
#fate
#mythology
#scifi
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
13th Oct 2024 12:54pm
13th Oct 2024 12:54pm
Metamorphosed
Eyeballin the sky...
at the soul hour on coal power...
after the flames have gone to bed
to let me watch the Dog star
nipping at Orion's heels.
Polaris still crowned the neighbor's conifer,
amid the Ursine frolic.
The Pleiadean patch was straight up
and I straight up imagined
the seven daughters of Atlas...
430 light years away.
Then I vowed to learn all their names!
And the Great Nebula in Orion
raged beneath his triad belt
as bright as that...
at the soul hour on coal power...
after the flames have gone to bed
to let me watch the Dog star
nipping at Orion's heels.
Polaris still crowned the neighbor's conifer,
amid the Ursine frolic.
The Pleiadean patch was straight up
and I straight up imagined
the seven daughters of Atlas...
430 light years away.
Then I vowed to learn all their names!
And the Great Nebula in Orion
raged beneath his triad belt
as bright as that...
#mythology
114 reads
6 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
13th Oct 2024 4:46am
13th Oct 2024 4:46am
Avatars of Phobos
Summon forth the dark herald
O Phobos, bane of peace
Savior in decay’s embrace
Whisperer in temptation’s grasp
For thine is the reign of terror
And the power of fear untold
For thine is the kingdom of dread
And the glory of night
Eternal
Scholar of unseen realms
Great abyss of dread concealed
Rippling with chaos, eager to unleash
Reforging the firmament in shadows vast
Behold the accuser of hearts
A lance of fury, sharp and swift...
O Phobos, bane of peace
Savior in decay’s embrace
Whisperer in temptation’s grasp
For thine is the reign of terror
And the power of fear untold
For thine is the kingdom of dread
And the glory of night
Eternal
Scholar of unseen realms
Great abyss of dread concealed
Rippling with chaos, eager to unleash
Reforging the firmament in shadows vast
Behold the accuser of hearts
A lance of fury, sharp and swift...
#dark
#fear
#freedom
#mythology
#narrative
53 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
11th Oct 2024 5:23pm
11th Oct 2024 5:23pm
ENTITY OF THOUGHTS
From the deepness of my thoughts, I think about the different stages of my travels of where. I've been and where I am going to make a decision that, will make the differences in my own life. For sure I must get in touch with, the truth of my deepness of my own thoughts, and insight and in the contents of my spiritual soul. For in order to remain positive and focus, on what has now became more of my life mission. TO continue to stand and fight. But as this entity touches me deeply, as I get in touch with the very closeness, of the truth of what is deepness of this environment. THAT is my...
#faith
#mythology
#philosophical
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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