You are Alexander the Great upon
my Gordian Knot that Misery has
wrapped me in. A swift cut placed
with expert precision, pragmatic.
You are Hebe, ladling the sweet
ambrosia of your love into my
ever parched goblet, drinking
desperately your honeyed passion.
You are the Siren song, taunting
me to untie myself from the moors
of iron and wood, begging me to
listen to your poisoned anthem.
You are Greek Myths, my love.
You are the universal game of
millions and millions of atoms
colliding and recolliding together.
You are nothing but yourself.
Got my Dictionary of Quotations,
The Greek Myths of Robert Graves,
Plutarch for beginners’
How The Ancient World Behaves;
Back at the Paranoia Poetry Club,
Local Intellectual Branch
And that collection of books
Might just give me a chance
Of understanding the words and
What on earth they’re talking about
Because the first time I went
I understood precisely nowt.
Must spoke with cultured voices,
Some rambled and some muttered,
Word following word following word
Crammed and packed and cluttered.
But all spoken with confidence
About what they felt mattered
And, my ignorance being exposed,
I sat both deflated and shattered
I’ve got the book of Popular Philosophy
The Book of Modern Scientific thought
Gambling on the hope and presumtion
That wisdom can be bought.
A dip in the Styx
Sun chariot passing by
Ancient dreams greet me.
Deity of Greek myths
Descendent of Great Zeus
Demeter birthed this son
Dwelled on Mount Olympus
Divined as god of wine
Devoted to vino
Drama enthusiast
March 4, 2022
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The Hunter rises in the night sky,
Taurus the bull, the target nearby.
His dogs are chasing, not able to catch,
Maybe another plan, Orion should hatch.
Was he put in the sky, for boasting too much,
About the animals he could kill, with his arrow's touch.
Or maybe killed by a scorpion's bite,
Could it be Artemis, with the arrow's might.
One of the many Greek myths, easily seen,
Along with some of the greatest legends there's been
So beautiful to watch as he rises high,
Could Orion be the 'God Constellation' of the sky?
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