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.
The frozen army
Silent army on the hills all around us
Armour of snow and frosted bark
Swords of ice and barren branch
To breathe upon them would break the spell
Frozen sentries protecting a secret I long to know
Snow ghosts fight snow snakes on the black icy roads
That road a curved tangled line between silent forms
Glooming over head and it feels like thousands of eyes
Watching us as we speed by their heights
Their hands and fingers reaching out to grab
To touch our vehicle but paused mid action
Statued forms of an endless army of spelled trees
Armour of snow and frosted bark
Swords of ice and barren branch
To breathe upon them would break the spell
Frozen sentries protecting a secret I long to know
Snow ghosts fight snow snakes on the black icy roads
That road a curved tangled line between silent forms
Glooming over head and it feels like thousands of eyes
Watching us as we speed by their heights
Their hands and fingers reaching out to grab
To touch our vehicle but paused mid action
Statued forms of an endless army of spelled trees
#sadness
#shadows
#Christmas
#mythology
#dystopian
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Wanted
It is deceptively simple--but innate
The fantastic lies that plaque truth
Needing, loving, lusting --- a sentient
Waiting to be moved
We don't realize our old illusions
How easily they comfort and grow
More enamoured as we tease and hypnotize innocence
To contort and confuse
The safe soul
Our past was earned on merit
We were deeply burned and beared it
We once had such spirit,
Looked deep within to intuit
Frailty in smiles
Passion for miles
A heart that was tender, unfiltered and wild ...
The fantastic lies that plaque truth
Needing, loving, lusting --- a sentient
Waiting to be moved
We don't realize our old illusions
How easily they comfort and grow
More enamoured as we tease and hypnotize innocence
To contort and confuse
The safe soul
Our past was earned on merit
We were deeply burned and beared it
We once had such spirit,
Looked deep within to intuit
Frailty in smiles
Passion for miles
A heart that was tender, unfiltered and wild ...
#women
#men
#mythology #feminism
#mythology #feminism
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Way out there (22)
The just launched James Webb telescope
Will look, we are told, thirteen point five
Billion years back: ''just after the Big Bang'',
When before that, it seems, Darkness reigned everywhere.
Not quite. For it was at that very moment
When a sleepy God tried to be smart
After a full night of festivities with Heavenly Buddies
And before passing out after drinking another cup of wine
With Bacchus, a wonderful guy with so many lives,
That He ignited a few firecrackers for fun, dropped one
Which fell miles below and blew up the entire ...
Will look, we are told, thirteen point five
Billion years back: ''just after the Big Bang'',
When before that, it seems, Darkness reigned everywhere.
Not quite. For it was at that very moment
When a sleepy God tried to be smart
After a full night of festivities with Heavenly Buddies
And before passing out after drinking another cup of wine
With Bacchus, a wonderful guy with so many lives,
That He ignited a few firecrackers for fun, dropped one
Which fell miles below and blew up the entire ...
#astrology
#faith
#mythology
#pagan
#philosophical
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Black holes
What if Black Holes
Are there only because
God had no clue
What to put in there?
Are there only because
God had no clue
What to put in there?
#atheism
#mythology
#pagan
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Family reunion.
There was a gathering
Of God's family.
God the Grandfather
Coming over with dearest Mary
God the Daughter, divorced
And opening Her home
To family and friends
(And looking for a suitable suitor)
And God, Her Son,
Welcoming a few school friends,
One of them being
Quite a devious little Devil.
Of God's family.
God the Grandfather
Coming over with dearest Mary
God the Daughter, divorced
And opening Her home
To family and friends
(And looking for a suitable suitor)
And God, Her Son,
Welcoming a few school friends,
One of them being
Quite a devious little Devil.
#spiritual
#mythology
#pagan
#philosophical
#tradition
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new dawn
New Dawn
Darkness at the edges of my vision
Blurred as time erases contours of the past
The evoked is as sharp as a lone tree on a hill
The dark shadows at the foot of the mountain.
The loneliness of walking on a road where no one lives
Knowing you are the last one of your tribe
The memory has shed the execs burden of triviality
Distorted remains float out of reach to make sense.
A new morning is a mere comma in the vastness
In the end, life is a dream of no consequence.
Darkness at the edges of my vision
Blurred as time erases contours of the past
The evoked is as sharp as a lone tree on a hill
The dark shadows at the foot of the mountain.
The loneliness of walking on a road where no one lives
Knowing you are the last one of your tribe
The memory has shed the execs burden of triviality
Distorted remains float out of reach to make sense.
A new morning is a mere comma in the vastness
In the end, life is a dream of no consequence.
#astrology
#spiritual
#mythology
#morality
#sacrifice
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The Storyteller
The Storyteller, 4-4-13
It was a quiet night
Not a sound outside
Disturbed the softly spoken voice
Inside the house
All was peaceful
Except for the crackling fire
In the old wood stove
The only light that shone
Upon the watchful face’s
Came from the warm glow
Of the burning wood
And threw flickering shadows
Around the room
Like unseen ghosts
No one spoke
No one coughed or giggled
All was quiet
As the voice echoed
With a passion
While the story was being told
Her voice...
It was a quiet night
Not a sound outside
Disturbed the softly spoken voice
Inside the house
All was peaceful
Except for the crackling fire
In the old wood stove
The only light that shone
Upon the watchful face’s
Came from the warm glow
Of the burning wood
And threw flickering shadows
Around the room
Like unseen ghosts
No one spoke
No one coughed or giggled
All was quiet
As the voice echoed
With a passion
While the story was being told
Her voice...
#fate
#mythology
#luck
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astonisment
Astonishment
The queen in her gilded coach pulled by white horses
Came gliding on the sea, towards the sandy shore
Where men stood waited to be knighted.
They had done their duty to keep their mouth shut
And averted their eyes to the state’s illegal activity
Now, payoffs a title and membership in a pash club
The queen came ashore, she had a white lion cub
In one hand and a hammer in the other hand
She hit the men over the head; they fell and died.
The queen, a Marxist revolutionary had been silent
for so long, now...
The queen in her gilded coach pulled by white horses
Came gliding on the sea, towards the sandy shore
Where men stood waited to be knighted.
They had done their duty to keep their mouth shut
And averted their eyes to the state’s illegal activity
Now, payoffs a title and membership in a pash club
The queen came ashore, she had a white lion cub
In one hand and a hammer in the other hand
She hit the men over the head; they fell and died.
The queen, a Marxist revolutionary had been silent
for so long, now...
#apocalypse
#mythology
#luck
#dystopian
#curse
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The Golden Dragon
The wild dragon
Drew a dragons breath
Gazing at the dark grey sky
Opened its wings, and began to fly
Silently, it soared
Its gilded golden wings
Gliding with the breeze
A hungry flight, she couldn't appease
She cut through the clouds
To seek out the sun
Camouflaged, by her golden glow
Breathing out, a rekindled firey flow
As her torched, and torturous body
Now invigorated, she flew back to her cave
Within her concave eyes, lay a tapestry, of deep blue hues
As flames, from her ochre pastel tongue, grew...
Drew a dragons breath
Gazing at the dark grey sky
Opened its wings, and began to fly
Silently, it soared
Its gilded golden wings
Gliding with the breeze
A hungry flight, she couldn't appease
She cut through the clouds
To seek out the sun
Camouflaged, by her golden glow
Breathing out, a rekindled firey flow
As her torched, and torturous body
Now invigorated, she flew back to her cave
Within her concave eyes, lay a tapestry, of deep blue hues
As flames, from her ochre pastel tongue, grew...
#love
#loneliness
#dragons #mythology
#dragons #mythology
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unnoticed
Unnoticed
Reading the papers and seeing the news on TV
the festive season has begun, like an eager blue tractor
little time for those caught up in wars;
We will remember them at the dinner table.
A woman received 8 million dollars in a divorce settlement
she had had aromatherapy worthy of a queen.
New knee caps worthy of Nefertiti’s found in the sand.
The divorcee can afford her hip bones if ever found,
according to the newspapers who live on rumours.
Archaeologists are looking for the ancient queens’ pubic hairs,
Now, that...
Reading the papers and seeing the news on TV
the festive season has begun, like an eager blue tractor
little time for those caught up in wars;
We will remember them at the dinner table.
A woman received 8 million dollars in a divorce settlement
she had had aromatherapy worthy of a queen.
New knee caps worthy of Nefertiti’s found in the sand.
The divorcee can afford her hip bones if ever found,
according to the newspapers who live on rumours.
Archaeologists are looking for the ancient queens’ pubic hairs,
Now, that...
#fate
#mythology
#nightmares
#steampunk
#dystopian
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LANDSCAPE OF WATER AND FIRE
Culture is a volcano
That is never dormant
They're all sleeping giants here—
Let's wake them up
That is never dormant
They're all sleeping giants here—
Let's wake them up
#fire
#water
#mythology
#culture
#tradition
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A DOORWAY FOR SPIDER WOMAN
Spider woman tickles the earth
And tickles the roots
For she knows the worth
Of the sprouts and the shoots
She uses her fingers
To hold things together
And when it is needed
She conjures a tether
As strong as the ore
Of the mountains up high
Which she magically uses
To build things and fly
She uses her eyes
To inspect your endeavors
Eight of them miss
Nothing whatsoever
You can learn many secrets
From her you know
Just be careful regarding
Which...
And tickles the roots
For she knows the worth
Of the sprouts and the shoots
She uses her fingers
To hold things together
And when it is needed
She conjures a tether
As strong as the ore
Of the mountains up high
Which she magically uses
To build things and fly
She uses her eyes
To inspect your endeavors
Eight of them miss
Nothing whatsoever
You can learn many secrets
From her you know
Just be careful regarding
Which...
#rhyming
#mythology
#learning
#culture
#tradition
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