Popular Poems About Mythology

All clear last night, yet, in the southeast
the moon loafed over horizon puffs
as far flung as eldritch cottonwood fluffs
or dragon breath the Atlantides released
in apple garden exhalation mode
to glow as gold as the gibbous is thick
as satisfaction for the lunatic
wearied of the light emitting diode.

You see, lunatics know which light is best
and which hue most rewards the midnight eye
when mytho-scanning from east to west
all the aesthetics of a moonlit sky...
which Hesperus had long ago addressed
when she taught Luna...

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once all this was magic  
each had a voice  
and a song  
 
 
magical voice  
all things of note  
and interest  
crying out:  
 
I have a story,  
listen,  
tell it,  
 
and Gai'a was there  
recording in the shorthand of song  
these lyrics divine  
of the plasma singing  
and the primal stuffness singing  
and the darkness  
playing vast cellos  
of emptiness  
which sang song cycles of darkness  
coming, going,  
and...