Mythos Poems - Poems about Mythos

...Adam's rib, but a simple wand in the fingers of YHWH, And fair Eve, the summoned Spell of this earthen fashioned Dust. As such, these were the roots sculpted from towering Mythos; Finding a r......Read More

...With every gust of wind, secret taboo, secreting a web a cocooned prison of liquid knowing, flowing, emulsifying impossibly old and new. In the beyond of the known, stair-stepped, desert bone ......Read More

...Paarthanox Pink There was once a man who made a deal with the devil, losing both limb and mind. Whose thoughts once ventured uncharted dreams to discover and to find. Paarthanox Pink......Read More

...Once, or twice, maybe thrice, surely not not fractal A clan of crazy ecofeminists conspired within an 88 unit residential castle in their historically converted sometimes hysterically clu......Read More

...This darker side of dusk's sacred empowering mystery Unlike enlightened ecospheres more urgent dawn emergent pink yellow anticipations of matriarchal cooperative history Not consciously f......Read More

...Much has been felt then written about loneliness at the top Less written, yet perhaps far more often felt, about claustrophobia in the center. Problems with delegation, boundaries, predic......Read More

...A temporarily useful illusion, like Wall Street knows something about inevitable climate pathology disvalues of anthrosupremacism worth illusive core investment value is not necessarily a m......Read More

...What would bring in my heart happy? What would motivate my ethos? Why my thoughts keep going crappy? What would bring in my heart happy? My night is full of grace mythos. Bring it ou......Read More

...HeteroSapiens have bipolar developed miraculous capacities to stretch and blur legitimate moral peace initiatives subordinate to licit legal judicial systems Judiciously approved punishment f......Read More

...My inside mystic still searches for my strongest and best omnipotently higher all-embracing Power of unchanging monotheistic Truth and Beauty. My outside voices still long for deeper Power t......Read More

...Should I stay or could I go? Would you stay if you could? Must ego stay as healthy planted or is it compassion's warm safety time to yet again Great Transition onward? Not necessarily u......Read More

...Nothingness in spirited spaces breathed places windswept re-connecting re-ligious experience ZeroZone intuited and non-violently not ultra violetly re-communicating economic green co-investm......Read More

...They say the virus does not exist. Why? our leaders politicize its mortality profiteers make it a minted and crispy business rumour mongers carry myths of it across the Nile and the poor are to i......Read More

...Elephant skin is bark-like and rough, advanced to a crisp, leathery tough. The great Milky Way could not be so large, nor so grey as the elephant’s muscular trunk with aged-to-stone sinew—a......Read More

...The summer was lush with death. It turned the hare into a dervish, the raccoon to a pantomime villain, made the mouse sing in the jaws of predators. The woods are bare now trees rattle, bird ......Read More