Psyche, in the morning hours;
Belladonna flowers?
Dancing stars in silent showers?
Glimmers, glows, and glowers!
Ariadne, webs to weave?
Wisdom, will ye grieve?
What ought mortals to believe?
What ought I conceive?
Kali Mother, over boil?
Face down in the soil!
Military, might, embroil?
Serpents, coals a-coil...
Queen Tomyris, papyrus?
What indeed to write?
Cyrus caught a virus?
Reality, fade white!
Crabapples brew for Crassus?
To "most indecent" go!
No use skipping classes!
Revenge for him, my foe!
Tyrannosaur with face a-stern?
Tamarind taciturn!
Canis Major, what to learn?
Dinosaur, discern....
Heaven, storm, thy journey long;
Inspired by a song?
Fate and Fortune, blow a-strong!
Daughters, doth belong...?
Over, soul? Remote? Control?
Position, thy pole.
Nearby stars, hope, golden bowl?
Mole, dig toward the vole.
Categories:
ariadne, change,
Form: Rhyme
King Minos of Crete asked Daedalus,
the inventor, to create a labyrinth
beneath his palace. He housed Minotaur,
a fearsome monster in the labyrinth.
Minotaur had the head of a bull and body of a man.
Princess Ariadne aided
the Minotaur, in an escape;
she had an empathetic heart.
Categories:
ariadne, myth,
Form: Free verse
Flying across the white expanse
a dull day becomes coloured
with the distant foggy
black marks of flight
opening wings wide
like a murder of beaks
thirsty for the blood
of the ink of others
on their blunt dry nibs,
it ruffles their feathers
colourful for a short while
between the lines
of a vacant pride, the
worthless worthiness
of removing veils
from other brides,
Faust flapping crows
disguised as angels
come calling like
unclaimed friends
from all quarters, then,
curious bluebirds
dissecting their purpose,
discover something
shining and beautiful
found in the dirt
between the cavities
in all their walls,
behind the ugliness,
jewels like Ariadne
(writer not myth)
possessing
the opposite title
held to the mirror -
"he ventures she wins",
are fished out
and discarded
in the swirling ice,
cubed in the depths
of a dark well
like unclaimed
diamonds,
solid gems, waiting
amidst all those other
melting treasures
to be, or not to be,
found
Candide Diderot. ‘24
Categories:
ariadne, muse,
Form: Free verse
Archimedes slipped in the shower
Diogenes drowned in a barrel
Thor shook in his thunder
Ariadne lost her thread
Pinocchio had a broken nose
Rapunzel sported a wig
The Little Prince had no transport
Aladdin no fuel left in the lamp
Spinoza bereft of lenses to grind
Descartes left without doubt
Socrates no market place
Plato caved into shadows
Sleeping Beauty with insomnia
Cinderella barefoot forever
Little Suck-a-thumb had a thimble
Jonny looked into a looking glass
1984 was mere fantasy fiction
A Brave New World had courage
My Lord had run out of flies
The Never Ending Story stopped
What if the planet was flat and politicians told the truth
Jesus played Balderdash with Mohammed and Siddhartha
The rising sun set in the East by a pot of tarred rainbows
I would still love you to the moon and beyond my princess
Go to the end of the earth as long as you will hold my hand
28th November 2019
Categories:
ariadne, blessing,
Form: Free verse
Trapped in your mirrorverse
I put my faith in thy hands:
Guide me or lose me
It is all up to you.
Within these walls of your eternal reflections
It doesn't matter
Whether you’ll be my thread of Ariadne,
Leading me out of this cold labyrinth
Or my nemesis of the mighty Minotaur,
Breaking then devouring my fragile bones.
For in this winter-crystal wonderland of yours
I choose to stay and face my fate
I choose to remain for
My destiny is bonded to you.
Categories:
ariadne, endurance, fate, longing, love,
Form: Free verse
I am a sea shell
exotic and rare
delicate, luminescent
beyond compare
I once was a home
for a creature so tiny
who hid in my depths
protecting her hiney
For she was so lovely
she gleamed and she shined
that she would've been eaten
in that tasty sea brine
But I gave her long life
in my hard purple shell
no one knew she was there
(or they couldn't quite tell)
And I loved her so much
that I named her Ariadne
and fed her tiny bits
of juicy sea debris
'Though she died long ago
and no longer is here
you can still hear her spirit
if you hold me to your ear
Categories:
ariadne, imagination, nature, nonsense, ocean,
Form: Rhyme
Oh My God
You can do it alone Sissy don’t be a ‘sour puss’
All that rolling a stone uphill is best done in utter
~ Reclusion ~
Oh Godot all that waiting and never to come
Almost there and short of a cookie nevertheless
~ Shortchanged ~
Professor Emeritus in your intellectual tower
Knowledge is power but without action remains
~ Vain ~
Hermit have you found Plato’s miraculous cave
Smack in the middle yet the golden mean in
~ Peripheral Longing ~
Buddha Almighty where is that solemn fig tree
If not inside you growing weeds searching for
~ Love ~
When granite stays put at the base of the task
Absurdity is taken for what meaning it offers
Teaching the truth reflects sharing as caring
Ariadne shows the path to colour outside the box
Dharma and Sanga envelop Ego and Self and
~ Then Lonely Pursuit ~
~ Yields Offering and ~
~ Beauty in Solitude ~
03rd May 2018
Categories:
ariadne, courage, destiny, friendship love,
Form: Free verse
From ~ LARGE ~ to ~ small ~
K~Konstantin had travelled the world in unbeknown searching~g
A~Ariadne lost the plot and her thread a modern Sisyphus on the run~n
R~Raised in mathematical precision he questioned logic and Pi~i
M~Meandered streams of his mind with no delta or source without fill~l
A~Archimedes had drowned in the bathtub and produced wanton spill~l
C~Cartesian logic and Newton merely kindled heated debate full of lava~a
A~Acropolis Bergen Belsen Cairo Constantinople Calcutta a firm cul-de-sac~c
L~‘Leave cause and effect behind for a while on its quest for mens sana’~a
L~‘Life happens when you follow the flow squared circles teach no realm’~m
I ~In sight of the Ganges loin cloth in hand near naked emerges a star~r
N~Nirvana does not fall from the tree but intentions and actions feed Karma~a
G~‘Go resolve not hurt sentient beings and the world will be a little less sick’~k
27th April 2018
Categories:
ariadne, meaningful,
Form: Acrostic
Daedulus and Ariadne were walking late one night,
Through the maze of Labyrinth, when something caught their sight.
A creature fearsome and bold, the mythical Minotaur,
Theseus the brave came running by, asking what they saw.
Daedulus told Theseus, twas a raging beast, half Bull, half Man,
I think he went that way, please catch him if you can.
Categories:
ariadne, fun, hero, history, mythology,
Form: Rhyme
He was standing there, like a painting by Raphael,
Above a parking garage, for show,
For all to see, behind a bay window,
A forgotten resident of our Daytona Beach Hotel.
And I stared up in awe and dismay,
Stunned, for *Ariadne, in her grand design
A spell in time had placed upon this piano divine;
And to my child I said: “Look! There’s Kay!”
Like you my old friend solitary he waits
Suspended, timeless, his noble frame
Caught behind the glass; but still a flame
His passion stoked, flooding the gates
Rusted closed. So through the corridors
In search we went, opening every door
Until his dark silent presence I glanced,
And on his battered keys a melody I chanced.
And he, rasping at first, soon his chords laid bare
And his soul released in the deepest of flair.
*Ariadne: my friend Kay associates ‘Ariane’ with a higher power or the hand of fate. (In Greek mythology, Ariadne is associated with mazes and labyrinths because she helped Theseus ‘conquer’ the labyrinth and kill the Minotaur).
Categories:
ariadne, best friend, emotions, music,
Form: Rhyme
CAVEAT AT THE CAVE
C areful consider stop think listen feel and go for it
A t the entrance of an unknown cave you might find
V icissitude and victory over the unknown yourself
E nter at your risk to find surety safety reality change
A lterations will have to be made in your flow of life
T owards uncomfortable truths to shed toxic waste
A nger anxiety angst denial will have to be embraced
T rauma and turbulence resolved challenged gained
T he Ariadne thread-threat is covered in mud under water
H uman waste awaits you here for recycling the joy of
E ndless seeming loops of minding mindless mind
C onverted into passion humility strength and loving
A nticipation of labour miracles and novel destinations
V oiding the void no longer will shine on your path your
E xit from the self-made cave you cannot avoid no more
04th August 2016
Categories:
ariadne, depression, future,
Form: Acrostic
She says she hates those
Wretched spiders and their webs
But she hath much in common
Threadbare words homespun
Envy of Ariadne
Categories:
ariadne, mythology,
Form: I do not know?