Myth Poems | Examples of Myth Poetry

God said: “Go, and have dominion over the Earth”— Not over each other. But you crowned yourselves kings of skin, Painted whiteness as wisdom, And turned melanin into a mark of sin. You called yourself the center of the world, A lighthouse of reason— Yet every stone of your fortress Was carved from stolen hands, And every beam of your empire Lit with oil drained...

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I felt the earth moving under my roots. Very same feeling deep down as it was - five thousand years ago when Flame Mountain started murmuring and belching before. It turned its anger on all of us spewing a fire river of scorching lava burning the brush to ash, darkening all living things it touched in its flow. They call me "Methuselah The...

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Toward Scent fold’s vale they cleaved the green, Where wind runs thick with things unseen. “Is it justice you seek or just her place?” Lotus said, his voice low, draped in grace. The blossoms paused, their vows unsealed, Each plucked petal quaking in truth revealed. For in his oblique gaze, the mirror lay. Become the wound or forge the way. The wound was...

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"Eons back, we feared the petal's grace, called beauty pride, and named it place" "Mistakes were made, but wisdom stayed" said Thallorin,"not every path must be replayed". Each bloom now understood, but still Knowing alone could never kill, The monster born from rootless scar who thrived when petals turned to war. So, stem by stem, with colors waned, they sought the one their fear...

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Caelith pulsed in the starless seam, No warmth, just orbit, cold with gleam. “Equality is just a myth,” it sighed, “And safety, merely a dreamleaf dried. A lull to cradle wilt and thrall, For leaves too tender yet to let fall.” Then Lily laughed, a sound half-sung, Like petals bruised but newly sprung. "If truth decays in myths you spin, We’ll plant our wound...

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He looked at Rose not past, but through And said, “What waits will change you too.” She plucked out a petal and handed him. It pulsed between the stem and rim. Rose turned back with nothing said, Her footsteps soft, like vows long shed. Hence the petal breached and then it reached A world where love lay bruised and breached. A petalbreach chime...

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They will not honor your fragrant breath They’ll use it as ode, or veil, or death. Not love, but lack—will wear your name, Your petals will ache beneath borrowed fame.” Lotus's voice now split Nefarys in bloom and bone A bloomquake of breath from root to stone. It hummed through husks and whisperseed dark, Not all bent—but some curved toward the crack.” They...

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Before soil met seed or the sun claimed the skies, There bloomed Nefarys, veiled from mortal eyes Here, blossoms rose from memory’s breath, Unbound by season, untouched by death. Tulip leapt bold with a whip of wild cheer, While Sunflower spun where the sky poured clear. Daffodil hummed where the stillness was deep, And Marigold dreamed in the moon’s drowsy sweep. Rose sat...

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Close your eyes Relax and journey with me Walk with me through the streets of Atlantis Lost to us by savage time Share with me the golden city Watch the sun through the turquoise As the people walk peacefully This city should be a model for others Full of peace, honor, and beauty Sadly, what you are seeing is merely a dream Created by your...

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Sitting there watching from the corner of my eye From my kitchen window, what did I see? A leprechaun rolling his wheel barrow in his finery Full of gold coins entering a black door I looked around no one else was there He shouted” give me my gold and I go” “What gold” I shouted back Or was he making it...

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Mirror in the washroom, mirror in the hall, who is the saddest, most tragic of all? Me, me, me— our chant, our plea, our scroll. We cry for heartbreak, curse what we recall, mourn mood swings and childhood’s sprawl. We share our feelings, raw and blatant, talk as if we own sorrow’s patent. An indulgent binge of trauma dumping hailed as “growth,” with...

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She appears like a quiet flow of gentle timeless and pure glowing show from a waterfall of sustenance. Smooth skin, angelic sweet of a gift touching my demonic diary memoirs, frozen in time as the pages flicker and re-writes like a newly pressed hand. Her eyes a purity of splashes of green illustrated mesmerizes me with a gaze loving silk sown teasing dress, fiery red silky worship of...

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crowned queen of the gods saturn and jupiter loom large in her orbit known for her protective role mars bows to her motherly grace ...

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In referance to SATB I didn't know that music lovers often tell the story from the arrangements and pairings to what the composer is sharing he combination of instruments don't get along like the piccolo and tuba they don't jive when there together and the muted celesta and xylophone they don't get along whats a song the sounds for many comparable and gitty composed to love or...

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Beyond the measure the traditions claim they sort and seek might they find, might they find ooh-bah-doo-bah: ah-ooh-ah! The backbeat was sorted from the "First tones" thats what she called it. There are 12 planets in this system. Each with ait's own distinctive sound and duration. The forebeat must proceed the downbeat. All with in these 32 distinctive notes. In music, a backbeat refers ...

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