Mystery Mythology Poems

Well, here I am again… at my crossroads
I can tell they are mine
The marker I.D. reads “Between a rock and a hard place”

“What a shameful...

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And there ...
I saw the unicorn, 
The sunlight beamed
Off her golden horn

She just stood there
By the edge of the brook,
Never startled ...
As I stopped to...

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The creek was the color
of weak tea, a bronze brew
that filtered light to bathe 
the bottom in the soft glow
of an autumn morning.
Even after a...

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. . . and with a haughty drink 
of Virgil’s water 
from the River Lethe
I venture forth knowing nothing
bring on the steps ahead 
and what...

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He Lived: Excerpts from “Gilgamesh”
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

I.
He who visited hell, his country’s foundation,
Was well-versed in mysteries’ unseemly dark places.
He deeply explored many...

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Clouds are silvery
Clouds are a mystery 
Mystery is mesmerizing 
Mystery is like smoke
Smoke is blurry 
Smoke creates paintings
Paintings inspire thoughtful minds
Paintings appeal to dreamy eyes
Eyes...

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All the stars and their kingdoms use Christ’s name in error 
Muttering to themselves “Who is this quiet torchbearer?” 
“Where did he come from; what...

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Star of Wondering

By Mark D. Stucky
Luminous mystery in the night,
      are you supernatural light?
Or a supernova
    ...

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Hy-Brasil

Out a’high in lashin’ waves 
a’crashin’ anger’d sea

b’yond Albion an’ Hibernia
where mists a’shadow’d, lowly 

o’ magical Isle o’ Hy-Brasil
tentacl’d ocean beast ther’ tore

fear’d sailors away...

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Who can resist the call of ocean waves
whispering as they lap against the shore?
Who can stand firm against that which enslaves?
Return passionate melody ardor?

How many...

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I have heard all your excuses 
I have listened to all your pleas
It is time to pay the pipers 
With the sweet tears of your...

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This land of entitlement 
entertainment and enterprise 
lost burnt broken...despised 
skeletal structures reaching 
griping 
clutching 
scraping this infernal sky!

Arcane factories sit on horizons 
haunted like...

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A goat without blemish
And creepers and verming
Are inserted in its mouth
Then all it's orifices are bound
The ancients sewed them up
And it driven to the wilderness
To...

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My friend, don’t struggle so
Not much longer to go
No more working for the all-mighty buck
No more lusting after the…
Ahhh your dirty mind 
Will be the...

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This is way the flesh ends not in burning or dust
Not in a whimper but a scream
As you see I am an Artiste and such,...

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