The Odyssey Pantoumimed - I
Priam's pride to history's dust consigned
Our Gift of Horse had done it's deed
With spoils of war, exulting, we unfurled our sail
Twelve ships set hopes to land on Ithaca's shore
Our gift of horse had done it's deed
Great misery was deemed our lot
Twelve ships set hopes to land on Ithaca's shore
Politics of gods had doomed us from the start
Great misery was deemed our lot
First was a tryst with the Lotus-Eating men
Politics of gods had doomed us from the start
Odysseus' grit was what saved us then
First was a tryst with the Lotus-Eating men
Next came Polyphemus of the Cyclopean eye
Odysseus' grit was what saved us then
Betrayed and blinded was Poseidon's son
Next came Polyphemus of the Cyclopean eye
In anguish the giant did his father call
Betrayed and blinded was Poseidon's son
The furious Sea-God heard his call
In anguish the giant did his father call
Poseidon swore to avenge his son
The furious Sea-God heard his call
Nature's fury was wreaked on us
Poseidon swore to avenge his son
As we made landfall on Aeolus' shore
Nature's fury was wreaked on us
As again we set sail with Aelous' gifts
As we made landfall on Aeolus' shore
We let loose the untamed winds
As again we set sail with Aelous' gifts
With storm unabated into the Laestrygons we ran
---- Continued in Part II
Copyright © Karam Misra | Year Posted 2016
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