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.
Icarus And I Are Opposites
Caution has commaded every decision I have made
since the moment I turned 10.
The world smiled down at me with the same teeth
that would gnaw on me later.
Chew me up,
spit me out,
and dare me to try again.
And as a result I became a fearful witness.
Everything is a risk.
Every good thing has a motive.
Keep your eyes forward.
Keep your feet planted.
Keep preparing for something worse.
And I think of Icarus
who was gnawed on and spit out in the same way I was.
He burned and he plummeted sure,
but for a...
since the moment I turned 10.
The world smiled down at me with the same teeth
that would gnaw on me later.
Chew me up,
spit me out,
and dare me to try again.
And as a result I became a fearful witness.
Everything is a risk.
Every good thing has a motive.
Keep your eyes forward.
Keep your feet planted.
Keep preparing for something worse.
And I think of Icarus
who was gnawed on and spit out in the same way I was.
He burned and he plummeted sure,
but for a...
#sadness
#jealousy
#mythology #despair
#mythology #despair
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The Sky Is A Goddess, And The Sun Is Her Vagina
Imagine the sky in the morning as a naked woman, even a goddess.
Like a woman gives birth to her offspring thru her vagina,
the sky goddess gives birth to all forms and shapes each morning thru the sun.
(At night there is only blackness.
Then as the sun appears at dawn, everything comes forth from it).
So the sun is the sky goddess's shining womanhood,
naked before the whole world.
Earlier, the sun had been covered by clouds like the vagina is enveloped by white panties.
But then the clouds melted, exposing the naked sun in all her female glory....
Like a woman gives birth to her offspring thru her vagina,
the sky goddess gives birth to all forms and shapes each morning thru the sun.
(At night there is only blackness.
Then as the sun appears at dawn, everything comes forth from it).
So the sun is the sky goddess's shining womanhood,
naked before the whole world.
Earlier, the sun had been covered by clouds like the vagina is enveloped by white panties.
But then the clouds melted, exposing the naked sun in all her female glory....
#mythology
#luck
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Dodo Wings?
The big blue beautiful bird
Had grown fresh wings
Meanwhile
The old feathers
Were re-united
Knotted together
Waxing lyrical
Icarus (sunbather extraordinaire )
Fell from the sky
Into a liquorice factory
Icarus allsorts!
by Jemia
Had grown fresh wings
Meanwhile
The old feathers
Were re-united
Knotted together
Waxing lyrical
Icarus (sunbather extraordinaire )
Fell from the sky
Into a liquorice factory
Icarus allsorts!
by Jemia
#birds
#funny
#mythology
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LOONATIC (Lunatic)
v.1}
Might be crazy, but something’s not right.
Decode the signal, it contacts my heart.
(Oh) x9
A light goes off,
Tick-tock boom, earthquake!
Wicked smiles of a vamp turned rebel,
Checkin’ the teeth, so ready for the bite.
(Oh) x9
Fly me to the moon now~
{pre-ch}
A prophecy,
Bounds our fate for us, nocturnally,
But, I’m so curious, you see?
Maybe they were wrong, and we are right.
~I don’t really care now.
{ch}
Child of the night,
Nature will change.
I am...
Might be crazy, but something’s not right.
Decode the signal, it contacts my heart.
(Oh) x9
A light goes off,
Tick-tock boom, earthquake!
Wicked smiles of a vamp turned rebel,
Checkin’ the teeth, so ready for the bite.
(Oh) x9
Fly me to the moon now~
{pre-ch}
A prophecy,
Bounds our fate for us, nocturnally,
But, I’m so curious, you see?
Maybe they were wrong, and we are right.
~I don’t really care now.
{ch}
Child of the night,
Nature will change.
I am...
#courage
#vampires
#evolution
#mythology
#mystery
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Space Out
Staring into your eyes I can see the galaxy in it
You're open to the abstractions nevermind the influence
What are the odds
The occurances are more than conspiracy
Who are the odds
Is it the cultish bunch or the rebels proclaiming ET
Is it the already existing animals branched out in species
Evolution altering genomes, maybe it could be We
I know we see the deformed in green portrayed in tv
But is it a distraction to deter from what's actually
I'm just speaking factually
Let's take a trip to the desolate
Encapsulate our minds ...
You're open to the abstractions nevermind the influence
What are the odds
The occurances are more than conspiracy
Who are the odds
Is it the cultish bunch or the rebels proclaiming ET
Is it the already existing animals branched out in species
Evolution altering genomes, maybe it could be We
I know we see the deformed in green portrayed in tv
But is it a distraction to deter from what's actually
I'm just speaking factually
Let's take a trip to the desolate
Encapsulate our minds ...
#aliens
#mythology
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Breath
The tip of her nose was cool against my chest. She slept in stillness like an exhausted child thankful for home. I thought hers was the face of an angel.
Her breath came in soft warm puffs. Aether was the god of upper skies and I imagined her breath living at high altitudes before finding its way to her.
All that she was spanned five feet. All that she was had been mine. Only moments before we’d shared each other’s breath and it had been beautiful.
Was our sharing of breath a form of prayer?
Her breath came in soft warm puffs. Aether was the god of upper skies and I imagined her breath living at high altitudes before finding its way to her.
All that she was spanned five feet. All that she was had been mine. Only moments before we’d shared each other’s breath and it had been beautiful.
Was our sharing of breath a form of prayer?
#love
#mythology
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CREATION MYTH MAD LIB
______________ receives
Our prayers
Answers them with
Alchemy
Turning earthen
Elements
To every little
Thing we need
Our prayers
Answers them with
Alchemy
Turning earthen
Elements
To every little
Thing we need
#earth
#nature
#God
#rhyming
#mythology
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False Evil, True Diety
Same old dungeons
Same old dragons
I refuse to be-
ordinary
Seeking a knight for safety
To hell with frights & fears
It is time for anew
Start, mindset, life
I realized, not yesterday
Nor today, but recently
If I don't take charge
I will surely get sacrificed
Or bulldozed
by men & animal alike
Women hold all power
This is an age old secret
It is the reason why witches came to be
& why their power was so feared
Tale became reality
Wives, mothers killed for...
Same old dragons
I refuse to be-
ordinary
Seeking a knight for safety
To hell with frights & fears
It is time for anew
Start, mindset, life
I realized, not yesterday
Nor today, but recently
If I don't take charge
I will surely get sacrificed
Or bulldozed
by men & animal alike
Women hold all power
This is an age old secret
It is the reason why witches came to be
& why their power was so feared
Tale became reality
Wives, mothers killed for...
#mythology
#magic
#nightmares
#morality
#curse
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the wish
The Wish
I dream of sleeping in a bed of rose petals like an Indian potentate
who waits for his favourite concubine to come to join him in his bed?
I know I have to wait long till the petals are squashed and cling
to my body itch my bed will smell of degeneration.
I drive a motorbike across the Alps but can’t smell the edelweiss
for petrol fume; cows go on grazing unaware of my presence.
If I swim in the Ganges, it will be among the corpses floating down
to a heavenly ocean.
There is a temple in India dedicated to rats; I will go there,...
I dream of sleeping in a bed of rose petals like an Indian potentate
who waits for his favourite concubine to come to join him in his bed?
I know I have to wait long till the petals are squashed and cling
to my body itch my bed will smell of degeneration.
I drive a motorbike across the Alps but can’t smell the edelweiss
for petrol fume; cows go on grazing unaware of my presence.
If I swim in the Ganges, it will be among the corpses floating down
to a heavenly ocean.
There is a temple in India dedicated to rats; I will go there,...
#fate
#apocalypse
#mythology
#luck
#nightmares
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Anti-Treasure
Here I stand,
at your world's end
Soothsayer,
With your dark heart,
fall into my black death
Covalent calypso thunder kiss,
catalyst of the prophecy
Hold your tongue now
and fade into my frozen smile
Sunshine rendered ineffective
in the face of this wicked frost
Diamond dust refracted
in moonlight rays and halos
Against the night,
circumpolar
Falling on my blue lips,
sparkling in glacial iris
Inkblot pupils rise and recede
Full stop, in tide, gaze...
at your world's end
Soothsayer,
With your dark heart,
fall into my black death
Covalent calypso thunder kiss,
catalyst of the prophecy
Hold your tongue now
and fade into my frozen smile
Sunshine rendered ineffective
in the face of this wicked frost
Diamond dust refracted
in moonlight rays and halos
Against the night,
circumpolar
Falling on my blue lips,
sparkling in glacial iris
Inkblot pupils rise and recede
Full stop, in tide, gaze...
#dark
#shadows
#WritingPoetry #mythology
#WritingPoetry #mythology
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1/5/22
I don't care
If I'm an ogre
Because the swamp witch
Is all kinds of hot
And she thinks I'm
ADORABLE
If I'm an ogre
Because the swamp witch
Is all kinds of hot
And she thinks I'm
ADORABLE
#mythology
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Greek Warrior Story
One night a great warrior who lived in Coram, Greece, prayed to the god Hephaestus to provide him with a broadsword made of the strongest steel. He sought counsel from the oracle of Delphi, and what she uncovered was a mystery, as usual the spirit was indirect and esoteric, but what was clear, was that a sacrifice must be made in order to initiate the will of the gods
He knew of a noble young lady who recently had a baby and paid her a visit.
He scooped the child up in one arm and took off
A pyre was lit in honor of this sacrifice to Mount Olympus, then he cut the babies...
He knew of a noble young lady who recently had a baby and paid her a visit.
He scooped the child up in one arm and took off
A pyre was lit in honor of this sacrifice to Mount Olympus, then he cut the babies...
#rhyming
#mythology
#tradition
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