Ganymede

A somber dome protected fondly from the heights Of solitude by hawkish eyes was found at length By Jupiter in his relentless storm of lights. In there lay, hidden from all view, a youth whose strength And beauty could ensorcel any heart and spark long fights Among all those who’d lay their eyes Upon a gem which all restraint defies. The master of the heavens, in a show of skill, Engulfed the tower in a ceaseless rain of gold To kidnap fair-eyed Ganymede and then, at will, To bring this shepherd to Olympus, in a bold Attempt his fondest wishes to fulfill. And thus, borne high on eagle’s wings, A lad outdid the fame of kings. Find my poems and published poetry volumes at www.eton-langford.com