Riding a great dragon’s tail through the soaking wet darkness of the early morning,
Red,
Tails and tails of red bending through the breathing stone as I inch closer to the labour camp,
Closer and closer to the sacrificial alter of Kronos,
Where I hang my heart from his crooked scythe of time,
In exchange for small pieces of silver,
Never big enough to free me from the great dragon’s tail that furls red through the weeping shade of bitter cold,
Never big enough to unhook my heart from his Scythe and give it full and healthy to my daughter’s,
Never big enough to leave the labour camp,
Never big enough to feel the rings of time shining long and warm on my pale skin,
Just enough to keep me coming back,
Just enough to chain me to the red tail,
Just enough to lock me away from every colour of meaning,
Just enough to enslave me in perpetual servitude,
In honour of those small pieces of silver.
Categories:
kronos, analogy,
Form: Free verse
Dr Marcus said to Captain Kronos. You have to come quick!
Deaths all over the village, we are getting ancient, old and sick!
Kronos brought his hunchback, Professor Grost, of course.
What was happening? Was this a supernatural force?
There is a vampire who drains women of blood and their youth.
Scary monster creature is morose, mean and uncouth!
The heroes befriend a dancing girl Carla who is headed for the stocks.
She has been chastised, humiliated, and penalized under locks.
A mystical test indicates who is a vampire and who is not, right away.
So Grost and Kronos are at the ready to do their best to save the day.
Dr. Marcus, Captain Kronos’ brothers finds blood upon his lips.
He thinks it has to do with a cloaked figure; double fear in an eclipse.
Lady Durward’s coachman tries to murder Captain Kronos in a pub.
Marcus is a vampire, so he tries to get his brother to murder him, a rub.
Lady Durward reveals herself as a young, beautiful vampire, lithe and thin.
Captain Kronos is not fooled. He and Grost save the day once again.
Categories:
kronos, nostalgia,
Form: Narrative
(translated from the original language into English by the author.)
A Klingon Lullaby
Die with dignity my savage child son
My warrior at the battle station ready
Bring honor to the Empire's name with pride
Kill everything not Klingon, everything in sight
With Bat’leth thrashes and knives slicing backs
Sing lullabies to curdle blood, to freeze the soul
Rock enemies from their graves back to the cradles
Cry loud vociferous curses at the moons of Kronos
Let your voice be heard inside the Council halls
We live to die so hold your shield up high
I will scream you a Klingon lullaby to make you cry
It is a song of love and death and beating of the breast
To be one of us you must be alive before you die in battle
tlhIngan
bIHeghchugh qo' Law'Qo'
SuvwI' loDnI'pu' moj ghaH.
juHdajdaq QongmeH qo' ghaH juHDaq
Qo'noSDaq chenbe' tlhIngan
moDtaHvIS vangtaHvIS 'ej tlhu'moHtaHvIS
navDaq ghotpu'vaD neH lutoblaHbe'
che'wI' wa'netlh chutmey
QI'tu' pagh, Qo'noS pagh, QI'tu'
yejquv vaS DaneHchugh, vaj qo' Hoch batlh.
tugh qabDaj wIpeghnIS
jInIDqang 'e' vIHarqang, tlhIngan Hoch vIjaHlaH
muSHa'chugh vaj muSHa'bogh HatlhwI' je
Suyep DaqeqnIS
Categories:
kronos, child, conflict, father son,
Form: Free verse
the11:23pm
tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic
it's kronos master
tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic
11:30pm
plans of world destruction
ending time what's he's after
11:37pm
tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic
maker of grand father clocks
builder of body, creator of face
11:44pm
tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic
hands and numbers encircled
tic-tic-tics and tock
mechanical clock, set ahead a mark
11:51pm
tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic
world end blow up
set time ahead five-minute fast
awaiting the nuclear blast
tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic
time running out
Christian Huygens built first pendulum clock
fashion by atomic power the doomsday clock was
11:58pm
tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic
this bomb ticking set to go, to ignite
the doomsday clock 2 minutes to midnight
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Categories:
kronos, adventure, allusion, change, conflict,
Form: Free verse
What if the two could meet?
An encounter so beautiful and, oh so sweet
Lovely thoughts of days past dancing with
blissful dreams of tomorrow
Intriguing, stimulating thoughts of the mind
with an elated heart to follow
Sir Kronos! Tell me!
I mean, could the two truly ever be?
Yesterday left just as quickly as she came and
tomorrow, well, she's a picturesque silhouette just
waiting on the horizon
Utopia! Oh, sweetness!
How I impatiently wait and dream of the infinite
possibilities that just keep rising
My! Great distances between to my dismay
If only, just only could they meet TODAY
Categories:
kronos, change, desire, dream, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
A slow twirl of hand
anti-clockwise
and Kronos does a moonwalk.
Earth 5111955
of revision and recreation.
Mistakes do not exist here.
And as mistakes do not exist
neither do courage, nor philosophy,
nor the humble desire that whispers in one’s ear,
“Be the best you can be.”
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Date: 26/09/2017
Categories:
kronos, philosophy, science fiction,
Form: Free verse
I am a god
Ichor drips from the wounds you left.
Like Zeus and Kronos, I will surpass you.
I will rule everything you were afraid to.
I won’t let the thought of you returning smite me.
I shall destroy everything you have done using your own weapon-
Hands with leaden callouses, touching things and making them worthless.
You are nothing like Minos.
You are nothing like my mother.
She, like Hephaestus, creates beautiful things.
She forged me into a god.
Now tell me- what creature are you?
Categories:
kronos, faith,
Form: Blank verse
I've sailed across the ocean
Seen Carthya march to war
I've battled against Kronos
Heard Oliver ask for more
I was Receiver of Memory
The Speaker for the Dead
I've been Ender's Shadow
Heard the Whisperer in my head
I've found a world inside a wardrobe
Borne the Burden all alone
I've fallen into Tartarus
Been orphaned without a home
You may call them fantasy
A fable, myth, or tale
And though it ends eventually
For a little time it's real
Categories:
kronos, adventure, books, deep, emotions,
Form: Free verse
You must decide,
Or by Kronos you must abide.
Hail the titan of time,
No, I must draw the line.
So I say he is evil,
Worse than the devil.
Leader of the titan's,
You really need to enlighten.
Holds the power of the scythe,
He thinks he can get a wife.
Can freeze time full stop,
Tie mortals in a knot.
Putting people in human chain,
Gobbles them down like a game.
Possess the body,
Possess the mind.
As Kronos walks through time,
Beware the titan of titan's,
And them of time.
Categories:
kronos, mythology,
Form: Verse
the stamp of hooves,
why doesn't he move.
this is it,
it all comes to this.
the epocaliptic fight,
is here at midnight.
why doesn't he fire,
isn't this his desire.
will we survive,
this is being written live.
kronos rises.
Categories:
kronos, mythology,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
The Hands Around my neck
Increasing its hold with every second
Malady of Kronos
Emit a cry for yesterday'
Clocks aren't all that bad
Categories:
kronos, funny, life, philosophy
Form: Acrostic