Short Myth Poems
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I know a maiden
Whom remains hidden where all
Sacred knowledge turns
Into a lake she swims in
With elemental spirits.
Great Scot
that trot
on gnomes
and domes
Bamboozling, casting spells in dark site
Roaming and iridescent like sprite
Caliginous eyes
Fearsome face of sickly white
Lion-headed snake
Embellished in his shadows
With flaming orange beneath
Dana, Mother of the Gods,
Revered, Loved, Heart-felt,
Myth or Legend?
What matter is that?
When you sneeze 1 time, you're smart,
When you sneeze 2 times you're intelligent,
When you sneeze 3 times you're a genius.
He knew her well in his youth.
She was refined, he uncouth.
Maiden so fair
now see her there
drowning in his gin/vermouth
A
Dragon
Cannot play
Harmonica
Trying one melted
His own mouth harp
To liquid
Metal
Pool.
Dragon wisdom’s curious;
centuries of it, possessed;
But, in the world of humans;
Haphazard, useless.
You
Will not
See dragons
Smoking any
Cigarettes; they can
Incinerate
One just by
Lighting
It.
Mythical creatures
Slain by likeminded people
To those asking now
Were they all just a legend
And if not, where have they gone
Highland whispers, echoes of innocence
Noble virtues of man, bereft of insolence
Highland whispers... life's pristine existence.
I vanquish giants with gruff hammer - Thor tough like mom's fried liver
Monoku composed August 28, 2020
In the eye’s corner
Fluttering in photographs
Psychopomps gather
Watching for the autumn’s fall
Listening to poetry
by Gail
Free Will is a myth.
Free Will does not exist.
The choices we make are greatly influenced,
by our moment to moment life experience.
I
Hope dances in sparkling terms
II
Dashed justice equals ascerbic lives
III
Hope sparkles like false diamonds in South Africa
Call me an old-fashioned fool,
Call me an inquisitive fellow,
But why is the sun now all white,
When it always used to be yellow?
Elvin dreams are magic scenes;
A play performed on mind-screen;
Manifesting miracles;
Elves work Earth magic.
Snuffling for truffles
Scenting morsels of delight
Delirious swine
Drowning in the oyster beds
Drunk on mysterious wine
by Gail
oh, Ivory God,
blessed by your opalescence,
the beast is unleashed
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(C) John C Michaels
Long, Long Ago
Was long, long ago
Custom presume is pagan
Habits that they had.
Watching TV Series on Stonehenge
now.
Jim Horn
.
one nipple iz
thuh same
az
thuh udder
i mean
az thuh other
babe
Away from those gems,
Still she sees through transparent.
Her auric being
For once coming to truly
See the light which fills the night.
snow swathed twilight woods
owl’s screech stirs superstition -
the deer hunter shakes
Susan Ashley
October 16, 2021
Detailed perfection
Seafoam created beauty
Aphrodite's lure
Ageless, eternal temptress
Birthed by oceanic surge.
Those who are after the truth - outside the beaten track must be ready to walk!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
09 February 2019