Long Cronus Poems

Stood upright, between two roads,
On a thin metal rail,
A solitary, brown coloured bottle 
Of beer,                    ...

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"Dandylion" 

The guy was a 
Dandylion 
there was 
no denying it

full of promises
and making wishes
residing over 
this new world

poetically 
speaking, he
shone like 
the Sun

he sat on his throne
for all to see
the mane man
roaring non-garrulous

declaring 
to...

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Achilles, His Heart and Soul Were Mortal
Part One- (Years Before Troy)

Achilles* woke, his slain foes calling out his name
hearing merciless woes, his sharpen sword they blame
looking at the heavens he saw the moon glowing blood...

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Wherein Man's Dark Curse, Felled The Olympic Gods',
Part One

(I.) 

Thus to blindness, the fallen god was blindly bound
In a blacken tragedy, doomed to darken earth:
Nature then refused to its soothing music sound
That of existence, death...

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pure and simple
the smile and dimples
the vanity of being wanted

loved and adored,
 such admiration might
 cause one to be ignored

thus should such behavior
 cause others to favor
simply by the looks of the flesh

eyes can lie
and...

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The policy of hate and date,
You may not like but it’s the truth,
The bitter truth mate!
Was it a lone wolf terror or was it a coordinated fight?

Who cares since it targeted souls
Despised by night.
But you...

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YOUNG CRONUS	(5.7.09)

My father decided he wanted his children		
buried, and left for dead.
But my mother, Gaea, both fair and true,
spared her children instead.
So I met with my selfish father,
where, by Gaea, we both were led,
and, holding...

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No one knows his name…

He is a villain though his back looks pitiful
because he walks with a limp; nevertheless, to hide his complex—one leg is shorter than the other, he bathes with innocent blood and...

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Last night my sister died
One week before the Winter Solstice.
My father was worried about her jewelry.
He, one of my other sisters and me,
went to the hospital because he wanted
the three rings frozen on her fingers.

The...

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I am the father of gods, the Olympian family and of mortals
The protector of the sky, soil and sea; heights and human race
Lord and lover of eagles and oak tree; aegis my mighty metals
A just...

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My aunt was a weirdo: she talked to trees, walked around the house naked and used to read me “The Metamorphoses” by Ovid and “The Song of Hiawatha” by Longfellow as a bedtime story. “Oom-ta-ta,...

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If Fall shall rob fair summer of her boon,
    And steal the gloried rays of her gold sun,
And dreamy essence of her calming moon,
    Whose beams across the Heaven’s...

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Cronus would never be defeated, or so he thought.
Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon a lesson taught.
Zeus took the sky, Hades the underworld, Poseidon the sea.
Poseidon became father of floods, hurricanes, storms, all three.

He somehow also grabbed...

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Dreaming of Elysian Fields



Those dreams of Elysian Fields I so miss
gentle days by the Okeanos flow
Soothing nights with you in such bliss
our souls flying with hearts in tow

Long days spent on the Fortunate Isle
walking the...

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Gears of Cronus are all I could feel
Deep within my bones, which I need to heal
And though reminiscing is a touch of fur,
The chronicles of life cut roots to my summer

Did you feel so alright...

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Rattling like Skittle packets in my hand,
seeds so miniscule will become so grand.

Bull's Blood Beets and Brandywine Tomato
begin the extensive garden rainbow.

Scarlet Nantes Carrots hide in the earth,
while Cronus Pumpkins expand showy girth.

Honeygold Corn boasts...

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Tired lids to buckets of endless hours
open cracks and creaks
and cold saps their strength.
Exhaustion gives 
and so do lids
for I was not born a god.

As end to time,
results evade.
Exasperation grasps unthinking.
Sudden shaking, endless quaking;
Axes work...

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In ancient Greece the summer solstice is
		the first day of the year. For slaves like me,
		it is the time we long for. This one day
		our masters serve US. Briefly we are free

		to eat the luscious...

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The Cronus prowls the darkened glade,
in pitch black robe of sackcloth made.
He foretells of eternal night,
and seeks to wield death's heinous blade.

From shadow he haunts woods and path,
dispensing of time's final math.
Frail souls evade his...

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Year of the Goat meets year of the Pig

I was born in the year of the goat
my wife 
was born in the year of the pig
a perfect match
according to Buddhist fortune tellers


a man born in...

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His beginning was his end, being swallowed by Cronus 
Fortuitously his fortune averted when through Zeus he was saved

With his trusted trident his magnificence reigned 
Amphritite at his side, after Delphinius convinced the nymph majesty

God...

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Elmo Strain

1917  (one day)

On the cusp

Of deliberate morning,

I saw the mysterious light.

I saw the grace of one day.

It was but a momentary specter.

And I was rich for an hour!

It held me in its warm...

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Before we could forget 
In a time of no regret 

We knew what would come 
But we chose not to run

Knowing secrets of the Earth 
For she gave us birth 

Together we were one
Earth, Moon...

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Then Cronus, son of Heaven and Earth
    accepted steel    and cut the twain
Dead Earth descended low in sterile regions
    of the sundr'd Soul
And a cry went...

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