Least Read Poems About Mythology
#mythology
THE TRUCULENT GIRL
Sitting by my window looking at the park
Watching children play and hearing dogs bark
I see a young girl who triggers an EVANESCENCE
As my mind and my heart remembers her essence.
TRUCULENT in all her ways with all good people
She was banned from the market with the golden steeple
The RANCOR she bore in her heart
Had sharpen her words like fiery darts
If you paid her a compliment, you heard her BLITHER
Her CAVIL-talk often a clipper
Chopping down anyone who came in peace
Her CHICANERY tearing people piece by piece.
I remember...
Watching children play and hearing dogs bark
I see a young girl who triggers an EVANESCENCE
As my mind and my heart remembers her essence.
TRUCULENT in all her ways with all good people
She was banned from the market with the golden steeple
The RANCOR she bore in her heart
Had sharpen her words like fiery darts
If you paid her a compliment, you heard her BLITHER
Her CAVIL-talk often a clipper
Chopping down anyone who came in peace
Her CHICANERY tearing people piece by piece.
I remember...
#dreams
#mythology
#metaphor #StreamOfConsciousness
#metaphor #StreamOfConsciousness
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The Return pt. 2(mythological piece)
For 7 hours and 13 days I laid curled up on the edge of my sleep king.
The Indented violet sheets clutching with my fingers pushed from my hands forms the
spacing
I awakened at the midnight hour and saw your Eidolon appearance scrying of April showers after March’s spring,
The Late blooms of dismay reached my Watery Augustus eyes
since the first laboring
At first I began to tremble, shaking, and fearful from your Hauntings But I refuse
to be demise with all of my Hercules might covering...
The Indented violet sheets clutching with my fingers pushed from my hands forms the
spacing
I awakened at the midnight hour and saw your Eidolon appearance scrying of April showers after March’s spring,
The Late blooms of dismay reached my Watery Augustus eyes
since the first laboring
At first I began to tremble, shaking, and fearful from your Hauntings But I refuse
to be demise with all of my Hercules might covering...
#love
#hope
#courage #mythology
#courage #mythology
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The Lord of the Poems
He scrubs off the dust
Stock-piling on the shelves of his mind
His battles with writer’s block
Has disrupted and crippled him blind
He perfects his deserted wooden partner
Freeing her of idle hands imprisoned in webs
So many masterpieces were birthed on her mahogany
Stitched together with his will and the ink of his quill’s threads
He ignites his candle
Indenting its motives on her corner
He fishes his pond for his thoughts
Never quite understanding his bait is a foreigner
He opens the gates
That has been...
Stock-piling on the shelves of his mind
His battles with writer’s block
Has disrupted and crippled him blind
He perfects his deserted wooden partner
Freeing her of idle hands imprisoned in webs
So many masterpieces were birthed on her mahogany
Stitched together with his will and the ink of his quill’s threads
He ignites his candle
Indenting its motives on her corner
He fishes his pond for his thoughts
Never quite understanding his bait is a foreigner
He opens the gates
That has been...
#mythology
#nostalgia
#dystopian
#symbolism
#epic
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A Part of the Northwest Manifesto
All this burst rain
bears the development of gills,
fins cannot handle mercurial
umbrellas and so these hands do not.
Spot the unswimmers, tourists,
underneath their mushroom air pockets
this is a known known--
a safe solution to snipping
resident inevitability, their freeze is cast
away from shields or are shields against you--
the unknown unknowns are building
a future island
(it won't always anticipate
the unguent of nature or nature's man)
out of backyard Mt. Rainier
and there molted...
bears the development of gills,
fins cannot handle mercurial
umbrellas and so these hands do not.
Spot the unswimmers, tourists,
underneath their mushroom air pockets
this is a known known--
a safe solution to snipping
resident inevitability, their freeze is cast
away from shields or are shields against you--
the unknown unknowns are building
a future island
(it won't always anticipate
the unguent of nature or nature's man)
out of backyard Mt. Rainier
and there molted...
#mythology
#culture
#responsibility
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appleseed: an american king
do i make sense in this aqua world
so hard to type without any control
slowly being peppered over shots of waves
keys waver merry to wave hail a banding
of blood-sworn from king to inappropriate
sheers glistened from the traverses
of hooking lips or that of claws rasped
do you sense land bobbing beyond promises
looking for the vulpine connects to space
looking along the telescope for a rainbow road
are you the princess once the void bends
forward coring the apple tree
are we late pink are we...
so hard to type without any control
slowly being peppered over shots of waves
keys waver merry to wave hail a banding
of blood-sworn from king to inappropriate
sheers glistened from the traverses
of hooking lips or that of claws rasped
do you sense land bobbing beyond promises
looking for the vulpine connects to space
looking along the telescope for a rainbow road
are you the princess once the void bends
forward coring the apple tree
are we late pink are we...
#family
#America
#nature
#rebirth
#mythology
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The Minotaur
The Queen of Crete's bull-headed lad
thought the rumour a load of bull,
'bout a wild bull... being his dad?
the Queen of Crete's bull-headed lad,
saw red, stomped and snorted, got mad,
felt the labyrinth's peaceful pull,
the Queen of Crete's bull-headed lad
once thought rumours a load of bull...
thought the rumour a load of bull,
'bout a wild bull... being his dad?
the Queen of Crete's bull-headed lad,
saw red, stomped and snorted, got mad,
felt the labyrinth's peaceful pull,
the Queen of Crete's bull-headed lad
once thought rumours a load of bull...
#monsters
#mythology
#triolet
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The Miracle of the Divine Twins
#God
#rebirth
#spiritual
#mythology
#desert
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In the Basement
In the Basement!
I’ve seen fear on the face of men in war,
that wide-eyed riveted gaze,
on mine in front of some foes with guns
who intended to extinguish my days.
Yet nothing could ever prepare me
for this tale I’m compelled to present
about hauling wet clothes to a dryer
downstairs in my buddy’s basement.
First the lights went out, I dropped the load.
The basement silence held two sounds,
like knives slicing air in the distance
and thudding feet walking soft ground.
I lunged for the stairway in darkness. ...
I’ve seen fear on the face of men in war,
that wide-eyed riveted gaze,
on mine in front of some foes with guns
who intended to extinguish my days.
Yet nothing could ever prepare me
for this tale I’m compelled to present
about hauling wet clothes to a dryer
downstairs in my buddy’s basement.
First the lights went out, I dropped the load.
The basement silence held two sounds,
like knives slicing air in the distance
and thudding feet walking soft ground.
I lunged for the stairway in darkness. ...
#dreams
#narrative
#mythology #mystery
#mythology #mystery
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She burns gossipers
Now I am aware that if I gave you the full testimony it would take you all approximately 2 hours of your time plus additional time to go through a folder full of maps, plans, descriptions and images that were submitted to Interpol and additional hours, weeks, months, of extra gossip fodder for you.
So,instead, I am disclosing an illustration I completed in 2009 called “Friend or foe”. This illustration is how I dealt with my ex’s and 1989 and how I first expressed my story to the outside.
The moon in my pictures always represent my Mother and the sun my Father....
So,instead, I am disclosing an illustration I completed in 2009 called “Friend or foe”. This illustration is how I dealt with my ex’s and 1989 and how I first expressed my story to the outside.
The moon in my pictures always represent my Mother and the sun my Father....
#mythology
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Pandora's block
Box ready, packed, on the table...
He imagined the opening
and could already feel the fireworks
in her eyes.
He looked at the clock
and decided it was too early.
He grabbed his coat and
walked out the door.
He went out to do some things...
he died after being run over!
The box remained,
ready and closed, on the table.
He imagined the opening
and could already feel the fireworks
in her eyes.
He looked at the clock
and decided it was too early.
He grabbed his coat and
walked out the door.
He went out to do some things...
he died after being run over!
The box remained,
ready and closed, on the table.
#love
#dreams
#mythology
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The Road to Hel
I stand before the road to Hel
where Wotan sits on his high throne.
He stares at me with a piercing eye
and weighs my deeds and all my lies.
Knows my heart and all my thoughts,
sees my flaws and all my faults.
He judges me with stern decree
and tells me what my fate will be...
He says I have not lived with honor,
I have not served the gods with valor,
I have not kept my oaths and vows,
I have not earned his grace or brows.
He says I must enter the road to Hel
and suffer out there the worst of hells.
He says I...
where Wotan sits on his high throne.
He stares at me with a piercing eye
and weighs my deeds and all my lies.
Knows my heart and all my thoughts,
sees my flaws and all my faults.
He judges me with stern decree
and tells me what my fate will be...
He says I have not lived with honor,
I have not served the gods with valor,
I have not kept my oaths and vows,
I have not earned his grace or brows.
He says I must enter the road to Hel
and suffer out there the worst of hells.
He says I...
#religion
#hell
#mythology #tradition
#mythology #tradition
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live jazz coffee house haiku
live jazz coffee house haiku
jazz house
for coffee partisans
Picasso sax
Harlem taxi
to blue Annapurna
of smoky curaçao
king Richard
a lionhearted
apostle of blues
Kublai Khan
reigns atop blue pagoda
for millennia of sax
pope of jazz
decrees the blues
to poppy heads
mint leaf rag
on a midnight Joplin
rocks on scotch
jazz house
for coffee partisans
Picasso sax
Harlem taxi
to blue Annapurna
of smoky curaçao
king Richard
a lionhearted
apostle of blues
Kublai Khan
reigns atop blue pagoda
for millennia of sax
pope of jazz
decrees the blues
to poppy heads
mint leaf rag
on a midnight Joplin
rocks on scotch
#music
#coffee
#haiku
#mythology
#tea
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