R-omantic
H-earts
E-mbrace
A-ll
A-ches,
N-aturally
G-rowing
U-ntil
L-ife
O-verflows
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Rhea Angulo)
R-unning
H-our
E-ventually
A-nticipates
A-ll
N-ew
D-ays,
R-eadily
E-xpecting
S-hadows
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Rhea L. Andres)
Foundation.
With uncertainty flowing like a molten volcano around the world, and online.
Is it within dark times like these, we should try to bring more light into the world?
Title:
A voice in the dark whispers
Lookup
Not down
And be drawn
Into spiritual degradation
Or dark temptations
Linked to politics or the flesh
By the Red Dragon
But to blue clouds
Filled with sacred tetragons
With belief in whatever you know as good, be held
In-Depth
For the son of Cronus and Rhea
Brother of Zeus and Poseidon
Grows ever near
To welcome you into his waterless Barren Lands
Delighting in unimaginable fear
So be
Precipitous
And look up to
Defeat the rolling Abyss
Ruled by Hades
Hidden
Within
Its mists
Espouse goodness
While you still
Live
Like a sweet Valentine's Day kiss
And try to avoid
The Void
Filled with those
Who now pay a hefty
Price
But enter into new lands of Spiritual Paradise
With your selfless acts
Of kindness and self-sacrifice
Will you try to do good?
Or will you follow those who will suffer bitterness, when a star called, Wormwood,
Falls?
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
This might be a revolting idea a slow-thinking tablemate said.
I rolled my eyes at my cousin Rhea and ate some sour dough bread.
There has never been an original idea in her fluff-frilly head.
Rolling his eyes across the table was her daddy, my Uncle Ed
R-adiant
H-armonies
E-merge,
A-lluring
N-otes
O-pening
T-o
A-ir.
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Rhea P. Nota)
I do not have a smidgeon of an idea
Speaker is my teenage granddaughter Rhea
I thought you were a senior in college, I say.
She nods her head, agreeing straight away.
Don’t you have to declare a major before senior year?
If I knew you would hound me, I would not have come here.
Seriously, Rhea, what is your major? I ask, trying to sound kind.
“I think I will be queen of the internet; I have that sort of mind.”
There once was a fam’ly named Rhea
And no one would say, ”Glad to see ya’”
Dear Sebor and Pyor,
Ghonor and Diar
I surely would not like to be ya’
If one of them’s heading my way
Specially that Ghonor, I’d say
So sorry, can’t talk
I’m out for a walk
Then head to the Chapel and pray
All shall sing of Attis
As the moon of Rhea
And not with bells’ thunder
And not with a wind flute
All shall sing, all shall sing
As shepherd of the stars
As heaven’s crescent moon
Date: 03/03/2022
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Note:Rhea is pronounced RAY-uh, making two syllables.
Inspired by a Naassene poem from the Gnostic Bible.
Have a great birthday, dear Rhea,
The world truly needs God's support;
The plague caused mass hysteria,
The cure carries joy and comfort.
Topic: Birthday of Rhea Nota (March 31)
R-abidity's
H-orrible
E-pidemic
A-pplies
A-trocity's
N-asty
G-rime
U-sing
L-ethal
O-utbreak
Topic: Birthday of Rhea Angulo (June 17)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
R-equired
H-ygiene
E-rases
A-trocious
A-ilment
N-eatly
D-efeating
R-abid
E-pidemic's
S-pread
Topic: Birthday of Rhea L. Andres (May 13)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
R-egards
H-appily
E-xpress
A-uthor's
R-emarkable
I-nspiration
O-bliterating
D-ifficult
E-xperience
A-nd
N-egative
D-evelopment
Topic: Birthday of Rhea Rio Deang (March 19)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
R-eader
H-as
E-xpected
A-crostic
C-onnotation
O-f
L-ovely
L-ine
A-s
D-awn
O-pens
Topic: Birthday of Rhea B. Collado (July 04)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
R-adiant
H-eaven's
E-ffulgent
A-tmosphere
A-llows
L-ovely
C-oolness
A-nd
N-ewness
T-o
A-bate
R-ain
A-gain
Topic: Birthday of Rhea Alcantara (December 13)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
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, oom-ta-ta”, - dactyl waltzed, pages rustled and I came down dactylic stairs into my personal Hades of dreams.
Beavers are in the Styx! Bison hide in reeds from mosquitos. Herds of wild mustangs graze on the Elysium fields. Red-skinned young ladies with asphodels in plaits listen to the story of Orpheus and Eurydice that the magic Willow tells them. Everybody's happy but Charon: Hiawatha* takes Minnehaha** out in his boat. But where is the son of Rhea and Cronus and his wife Persephone? “Lookee, lookee, - Olympus laughs, - who rules the netherworld now. Henry Longfellow!”
Time passed. I grew up. Other rhymes obsessed me. But every night, having slipped past three-headed Mishe-nama***, I go down into Longfellow’s Hades in search of my late aunt.
* The main character of “The Song of Hiawatha”.
** Hiawatha’s ladylove.
*** The character of “The Song of Hiawatha”, the king of fishes.
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