Whisper as I walk a while
Of ten thousand year old tales
I yearn to hear the one about
The Hero’s great valour
And when the trail widens out
Don’t tell me of Icarus
I want the stormy seas of y’or
Poseidon’s great lore.
Tag: poseidon
Theseus (day 1637)
I am the rage, I am the heart,
I am octo of each mensis;
Nothing less, a hero’s bravery.
Aethra was my unwed mother,
A time of Gods who took their fill,
Infiltrate the mortal world.
Art thou Poseidon who ruled the seas,
Easily suspected brother of three,
Or Aegeus, King of my throne to be?
Bandits, tricksters, murderers, fools.
A Heroes challenge, a Heroes makers.
And served with a sorceress’ spoil.
Within the labyrinth a Minotaur,
Proof became the feat,
And a ball of thread, home and free.
Sandy (day 525)
Did we ever understand the destruction that would lay waste
Over the subways and villages and schools that faced down Sandy?
Torn from their roost and splayed to ruins upon the streets
In an impressive dance that left no parties smiling
Earth doesn’t mean to rear its anger in the livings face
Though anger yells loudly at all who remain
Like a lion after the kill, the earth both revels and respects
Sacrifices
Mighty Zeus who gleamed down at the soils uprooted
Prometheus raging in the destruction, tears streaming about his face
And laughing deeply from his deep sea caverns
Where light-hearted nymphs dance naked in the spoils
Poseidon from the storming desires of his hands
Drinks heavily from his jeweled goblet
Whose presence announce the changes in the weather
The release in desires across the earth
There is no wrath left inside