Medusa Poems - Poems about Medusa

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Medusa, My Moon A medusa piercing the curtains, cursing me The moonbeams, hugging my weary back, A futile attempt to bring me back, My heart, eyes that desire death are open, Yet my two eyes, confined by the vision of hope… My wandering body, petrified with life, A jail , a false promise seducing me, Could the moon’s love break the curse? Turn...

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Laid out for surgery, a patient prude Swaps self guided for guile - Medusa’s will Noisy neurons mute, poor Nerida nude Serpent puncture spreads in her, poison pill ...

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Hundreds of frenzied snakes Slithering from her head Looking at me While her gaze wants To turn me to stone But I glance away Knowing the damage That can be caused I met her Dwelling in a cave Unaware of most slang But she endures A painful existence. This Medusa A friend or fiend You tell me I need to know But I...

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Inspired by Medusa, written and sung by Glenn Hughes, with Trapeze I look at you and can only stare. I love your long and flowing hair, your smiling lips and eyes that flash as you bat each knowing lash. Yet sometimes very late at night, or when the light strikes you just right, your beautiful hair turns into snakes. Your look gives...

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And so I turned away from the world I faced myself My shadows writhing set in stone I saw myself alone I stared myself unknown In silence to insane I retired in self blame...

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Written: July 2nd, 2024 For Robert James Liguori Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Patience has been my companion Through endless days and nights In the sweep of love A gentle caress upon my essence Emotions stir within Rise with the sun, my dear May you...

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face not for kissing eyes burning bright like comets snake like hair hissing...

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What anguish masks her face with cherry chapstick on her lips and Medusa’s beautiful head of hair there are signs of inner turmoil seen in her deep blue eyes and her demeanor, Or is this just an attempt to conceal her quintessential adolescent awkwardness? Contest: A Brian Strand #1172....

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You were a close friend. Until I had a different point of view. Your tiara turned into snakes. Envenomated my peaceful place. In turn, I gifted a mirror to you....

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The Medusa I painted a picture of a tranquil bay, a red boathouse rowing boat, golden pebbles in shallow water naturally, the sky was blue, the mountain afar hazy. A noise upstairs, the woman rearranging furniture doesn’t go out and gets bored, breaking the dream. When she was done, I looked at the painting again it had changed; the boathouse...

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As venomous as her snakes, Don’t let her honeyed words crawl onto you. Or else you will be bitten to death; She will tell lies in front of you. Indescribably at her best manipulating the weak, Her tyranny never failed to charm me; It surged week after week. Medusa’s cruelty seethed all over the place. The damned wicked gorgon is resurrected; She’s...

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Medusa arrived like most dandelions All over the place with a bobbly head She was an anomaly, a work of art. She exuded a rareness; she was unique. I watched her fill up the dandelion patch. She overtook her sisters and brothers. A giant in their midst, Medusa was a catch. I lugged strangers into my yard to see her. She is no...

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Three sisters Medusa, Stheno and Euryale From Greek mythology Winged women With venomous snakes for hair Two immortal, one not King recruits Perseus to slay Medusa The only mortal one She happened to be pregnant Out of her headless body sprang Pegasus a winged horse and a giant with a gold sword Makes a terrific story Do not gaze into Medusa’s eyes Even though she has been beheaded Or you...

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Toxic serpentine bite Wicked tis vile appetite Eyes malignant heat Spew malicious deceit Warriors cast to stone Charity ne’ver condone Coils of slithers amass Malevolence came to pass Cold tis heart despised Sculptures highly prized Stoic beauty, pillars of salt Lest ye stare no blame to fault Accursed to damn or quell Apathy for virtues expel Trespass sanctum if dared Mercy tis utterly spared....

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