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.
Aalgott and Athina (2)
(This is a continuation from the previous story where Aalgott meets the praying woman and she asked him for help with her barrenness.)
As Aalgott and the woman approached, his servants stood back and let them pass. As they entered the chambers, the servants approached the woman and asked her name.
“My name is Athina and I am barren though married for five years. I asked Aalgott to grant me access to him in his chambers.”
Aalgott smiled and said, “I will go prepare myself for our time together.”
The most senior man servant said to the woman, “I...
As Aalgott and the woman approached, his servants stood back and let them pass. As they entered the chambers, the servants approached the woman and asked her name.
“My name is Athina and I am barren though married for five years. I asked Aalgott to grant me access to him in his chambers.”
Aalgott smiled and said, “I will go prepare myself for our time together.”
The most senior man servant said to the woman, “I...
#mythology
#sex
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Tamburbrin's Son, the God-Man (1)
In those bygone eras, serpents were esteemed as the sacred carriers of life's eternal flame, their sinuous shapes representing renewal, creation, and the unfolding enigmas of being. It was amid the consecrated stones of Tamburbrin's sanctum where divine and terrestrial forces coalesced. The woman destined to mother Aalgott was blessed by the shrine's radiance, and soon she cradled a nascent life within her, a boon from the touch of the serpentine deity.
She bestowed upon her son the name Aalgott, a tribute to his eel-god lineage. His imposing form and eyes that reflected the...
She bestowed upon her son the name Aalgott, a tribute to his eel-god lineage. His imposing form and eyes that reflected the...
#mythology
#sex
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from my story\Book of words
They are called clan of Nor and wear the history of peninsula of fjords upon their skin. Fiercely build and slightly bigger, chalky ashen is their furry mantle in which many a secret is kept.
Each time I touch the main leading Wolfs fur I am filled with pine needle dreams. Forests dance in their eyes. Many a myth they tell me. They came from the Old World, far, long ago. Before existence of any written history. Before mankind called them Wolf.
Varg Evening Wolf is the main leader. He tells me stories. His heart is so kind it weighs but a feather and...
Each time I touch the main leading Wolfs fur I am filled with pine needle dreams. Forests dance in their eyes. Many a myth they tell me. They came from the Old World, far, long ago. Before existence of any written history. Before mankind called them Wolf.
Varg Evening Wolf is the main leader. He tells me stories. His heart is so kind it weighs but a feather and...
#animals
#mythology
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What Am I? I'll tell you
Mouse to talon,
drought
to
ground land,
wealth
impounded
Astute, astounding
and
astounded
confident,
confounded,
free and
bound,
both
seen and shrouded,
I bleed,
am
phalanx
shield
surrounded.
I am empty,
count it,
hope
people read what I left
and try to write around it
profound,
lit, loud
a twit
don't
doubt it
drought
to
ground land,
wealth
impounded
Astute, astounding
and
astounded
confident,
confounded,
free and
bound,
both
seen and shrouded,
I bleed,
am
phalanx
shield
surrounded.
I am empty,
count it,
hope
people read what I left
and try to write around it
profound,
lit, loud
a twit
don't
doubt it
#mythology
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The Dame Of The Sea
Afar and away
Beyond
Costal
Dunes, lies
Everything
Fashioned for
Grace--grandeur from the
Heavens,
I'll be both sinner and saint,
Jury and judge.
Kaleidoscope glass
Lines walls of
My court, my mansion of shipwrecks
'Neath
Oceans, dark and depthed;
Perhaps, I'll see fit to
Quell the storms,
Riptides of destruction or sing
Siren songs
To surge and swell waters,
Unleashing my birth, I,
Venus rising from the
Waves, on a
Xenolith of shells and rocks.
Yearning for breath, my...
Beyond
Costal
Dunes, lies
Everything
Fashioned for
Grace--grandeur from the
Heavens,
I'll be both sinner and saint,
Jury and judge.
Kaleidoscope glass
Lines walls of
My court, my mansion of shipwrecks
'Neath
Oceans, dark and depthed;
Perhaps, I'll see fit to
Quell the storms,
Riptides of destruction or sing
Siren songs
To surge and swell waters,
Unleashing my birth, I,
Venus rising from the
Waves, on a
Xenolith of shells and rocks.
Yearning for breath, my...
#mythology
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INNER PEACE OF YOUR MIND
If you could just image in your subconsciousness, a place that is far away from the outer elements of the world 🌎 Where there is tranquility and the sounds of nature, is all that you hear that surrounds you as you look as far as you can see 👁️ looking beyond the tress and staring up at tallest mountains that you've ever seen ⛰️🌲 For could you ever in your imagination though, that a place like this could ever really exist 🤫 YET it does exist in a place that has no TIME,⌚ existing of a system of what is known as time⌚ JUST THE...
#fate
#metaphor
#mythology
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Medusa and the Argonaut
Medusa and the Argonaut
Medusa captivates the curious Argonaut with her smoky Greek brogue whose music is like the best song of Calliope wooing her man. “Hi ho, explorer of the far seas of Oceanus. Whither goes thou sailor?”
“The legend of your gaze precedes you. I have heard of your snake tresses and shall not follow the ones who have fallen into your spell only to turn into the marble like a Doric column upon the Acropolis.”
“Oh, prithee I shall not cast such a spell on a brawny man like you who has so much more to offer my female flower than to decorate my...
Medusa captivates the curious Argonaut with her smoky Greek brogue whose music is like the best song of Calliope wooing her man. “Hi ho, explorer of the far seas of Oceanus. Whither goes thou sailor?”
“The legend of your gaze precedes you. I have heard of your snake tresses and shall not follow the ones who have fallen into your spell only to turn into the marble like a Doric column upon the Acropolis.”
“Oh, prithee I shall not cast such a spell on a brawny man like you who has so much more to offer my female flower than to decorate my...
#mythology
#seductive
#sensual #women
#sensual #women
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Origin of Friendship (CW: Child abuse)
Liquor in his hand, the drunkard sat
and listened as she told it from the start:
In the final days of that most recent flood
when all of us, displaced, corralled, encamped
felt the force of hunger in our pits,
when also was the White Plague freed from ice,
I first met Hul, the boy who trailed The Man.
Though monstrous was The Man, who cained and beat
as though we poor were mongrels, groveling
at supper-time, embarrassing the master,
young Hul would look upon his master’s works
with pangs of empathy behind big eyes
that cruelty...
and listened as she told it from the start:
In the final days of that most recent flood
when all of us, displaced, corralled, encamped
felt the force of hunger in our pits,
when also was the White Plague freed from ice,
I first met Hul, the boy who trailed The Man.
Though monstrous was The Man, who cained and beat
as though we poor were mongrels, groveling
at supper-time, embarrassing the master,
young Hul would look upon his master’s works
with pangs of empathy behind big eyes
that cruelty...
#epic
#friendship
#illness
#love
#mythology
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I fell into sin
Eiffel
high and mighty
Like Mars
Among the stars
A ground of war and produce
Always against
The tribes afar
A valley full of people
Protect the common faith
A monument of dictatorship
Of captives in a cage
A Universelle Exposition
To crush the German truth
Exposing Gods testimony
The evil forbidden fruit
A God who's messengers are deaf
A God who's followers are blind
They will be ashamed
When they get left behind
I fell from a tower
And birthed into sin ...
high and mighty
Like Mars
Among the stars
A ground of war and produce
Always against
The tribes afar
A valley full of people
Protect the common faith
A monument of dictatorship
Of captives in a cage
A Universelle Exposition
To crush the German truth
Exposing Gods testimony
The evil forbidden fruit
A God who's messengers are deaf
A God who's followers are blind
They will be ashamed
When they get left behind
I fell from a tower
And birthed into sin ...
#mythology
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I. Appeal
Said the poet in his desperate hour:
A supplication to the gods who feast
upon the pain-varietals of man;
An entertaining tease to pass the time
as ages wilt and rot eternally.
I sing a song that you may slake the thirst,
or rather, give you cause to let it slip
your mind, a willed omission. In return,
confer upon you something to be told
when you, your greatest cravings cannot sate.
Thus is what I offer greater still
than any fleeting bliss you may derive
from all my fleeting mortal agony.
Though well you know the...
A supplication to the gods who feast
upon the pain-varietals of man;
An entertaining tease to pass the time
as ages wilt and rot eternally.
I sing a song that you may slake the thirst,
or rather, give you cause to let it slip
your mind, a willed omission. In return,
confer upon you something to be told
when you, your greatest cravings cannot sate.
Thus is what I offer greater still
than any fleeting bliss you may derive
from all my fleeting mortal agony.
Though well you know the...
#epic
#friendship
#illness
#love
#mythology
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The third astral being
In the garden of the sky, where twin stars gently lie,
Gemini whispers secrets in the quiet night's sigh.
Two faces for the same coin, a celestial dance,
mirroring light in the sunflower's dual glance.
One side basks in the dawn's early light.
Eager for the sun's embrace, so warm and bright.
The other awaits the dusk, in patient stance,
craving the moon's cool touch, a nightly romance.
Together they stand, a sunflower bold,
petals like rays of sun out of yellow and gold.
Yet beneath the bloom, in the shadow's fold,
lies the...
Gemini whispers secrets in the quiet night's sigh.
Two faces for the same coin, a celestial dance,
mirroring light in the sunflower's dual glance.
One side basks in the dawn's early light.
Eager for the sun's embrace, so warm and bright.
The other awaits the dusk, in patient stance,
craving the moon's cool touch, a nightly romance.
Together they stand, a sunflower bold,
petals like rays of sun out of yellow and gold.
Yet beneath the bloom, in the shadow's fold,
lies the...
#astrology
#flowers
#mythology
#stars
#tradition
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The fourth astral being
In the tapestry of stars
Cancerians weave dreams.
Under the Madagascar moon
they find their refuge.
The sea, a mirror of their deep soul,
reveals secrets in every wave that flows.
They build castles in the sand,
not to last,
but to remember everything is ephemeral,
like one tide and another.
With every grain of sand
they tell life stories.
Stories that the wind takes
but that the heart reads.
Cancerians,
with full tide eyes,
see beyond the horizon
where the future hides. ...
Cancerians weave dreams.
Under the Madagascar moon
they find their refuge.
The sea, a mirror of their deep soul,
reveals secrets in every wave that flows.
They build castles in the sand,
not to last,
but to remember everything is ephemeral,
like one tide and another.
With every grain of sand
they tell life stories.
Stories that the wind takes
but that the heart reads.
Cancerians,
with full tide eyes,
see beyond the horizon
where the future hides. ...
#astrology
#beach
#mythology
#stars
#tradition
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