Refuge From Athena
Athena looked into my eyes,
The frigidity of her heart
Softened. Athena panic’d
Within innocence of my
Eyes. I couldn’t help but
Crumble at her feet. Athena
Burst into tears. We held
Each other until the sun rose.
How do I again hate? For
Love is the pain of Yahweh.
I now ponder within thoughts of
Non-objectivity—Athena has
Slipped through my fingers.
God! Hast thou ever loved me?
I search for Athena: desperate
Eyed, Byzantine bewitched,
Afflicted from cloudberries,
Crawling through grottos
Of absurdity. I yin a hovel
Of refuge to rescue me of
My love of Athena. Is there
Such a refuge? Athena! Hold me.
Glenn Jr. Marchand
Copyright © Glenn Jr Marchand | Year Posted 2009
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment