Rational men among us state plainly
- that no ghosts walk among us.
But they haven’t really searched the shadows,
or smelled the sweet musk-roses you wore
when wind-chimes twinkle like your laugh.
If ghosts haunt, then spirits linger.
If ghosts bedevil and terrorize,
spirits hangout, abide and remain.
Time is as nothing to them,
they are now and they are then.
We are shadows, that are becoming
shadows, that were shadows before.
Rational men know what they see,
but they’re dull and though waking,
remain unaware that lemures tamper,
with impressions, subconscious voices
and barely perceptible shenanigans,
across death’s thin, permeable veneer.
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Lemures = From Roman mythology: spirits who become involved with the living.
Vesuvious, no, never!
Veins of fire Etna gives
Vulcan, god of silver,
Various gems and gold,
Vermeil tidbits of bronze~
Verrayment to adorn
Venus his bride, his joy!
Vulcan is the god of fire in Roman mythology. His Greek equivalent is the god Hephaestus.
https://simple.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vulcan_(mythology)
Verrayment: verily, truly
For: Greek Mythology Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
syllablecounter.net
02/24/22
Grandma, what's a constellation of shapes?
It's the stars your looking at tonight.
See how they're shining bright,
Twinkling, and blinking across the black crape.
You'll need to read Greek and Roman mythology
They're full of legends who had escapades which
Were cloak and dagger kind of scrapes
That put Lupus the Wolf, Orion The Hunter, Draco
The dragon, the big and little dippers in to the
Skies. I hope this is feeding your appetite.
Grandma, what's a constellation of shapes?
It's the stars your looking at tonight.
Grandma, it's cold can I snuggle with you in your
Cape?
Of course you can Joshua. There's so much to
See. I have seen a green Comet and meteorites
That were burning through our atmosphere. Think
Of the story you could write.
If you use your imagination you could have
Quite an adventure among the stars to escape.
Grandma, what's a constellation of shapes?
It's the stars your looking at tonight.
My Name
Bobby- British Police Officer
Jo-Sweetheart: A Scottish Term
May-Comes from Maia s also borne in Roman mythology by an earth-goddess who is sometimes equated with the Greek
Where did my mother come up with this, lol
Oh Luna, with enchantment in night sky…
You gaze down from above with silver eye.
I fondly view your phases night by night
Enjoying most when you are filled with light.
To find your bright reflection on the sea
Enthralls emotions deep inside of me.
Under your spell, you share in love’s sweet bliss,
I wonder who you will compel to kiss.
Let me roam the gardens in your soft light.
Romance me now as clouds obscure your sight.
Yes, every time your sphere is full or new
You cause desire or cause one to be blue.
So Luna do your best, my lover waits…
We’ll leave our love to you, and not the Fates.
© Connie Marcum Wong
(Non-traditional Sonnet)
*Fates: Greek & Roman Mythology The three goddesses, Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos, who control human destiny.
Written during the full moon March 23rd.
AQUILA
Aquila
constellations combinations
permutation patterns her plight
of
water and flight
Eagle
wings soaring powerfully
wind ravages plummeting
her
freedom light
Feather
spiralling slowly lingering
breeze floats cradle embracing
single
winged slight
River
rippling chasing competitions
downward streams drive forward
dreams
floating white
Aquila
unrestrained in naked swim
cooling tranquil Aquarian
finds
Eagles height
And…..
With
Feathered Quill
Water and flight
Write
*(“Aquila” is the Latin and Romance language word for “Eagle” representing the bird carrying “Jupiter’s” thunderbolts in Greco-Roman Mythology—the constellation of Aquarius—)
© Kim van Breda—7 November 2014