Short Sibyl Poems

My favourite steno, Sibyl
(No one else can read her scribble)
Has declined to wed
Our Legal Team Head
Solicitor Wilt N. Dribble...

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Young wears the winged sandals
    holds the winged staff
When old has cried, "Lost spring!"
    young laughs in the verdant bush
And will dance at wedding and wake alike...

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Some wildness runs in Artemis
As silver streaks in a jet of coal-black hair

This beauty    wrought to tempt a man
Is    by her lesbian air    a beauty wasted

Her eyes to thine reflect a dream
Where senses numb and leave the lips untasted...

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Midi bright October night,
In the sky-eyed clouds,
Gold and silver    then    my Lord
Did radiate thy wondrous light.
At each few steps I paused,
Turned my face upward
To bathe in your suspended strength -
Bearded Zeus,
Thy razor-sharp nose, 
Square-cut head,
Ulotrichous beard,
Blazing away    so near above -
Old Zeus
Cloud gatherer....

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Sleep, Lord Poseidon,
Deep, everlasting sleep
While sailors watch with bated breath

Old planking creaks -
The pitiable, splintering sound -
Old planking creaks

Old sailor,
Splintery-kneed old sailor,
Keeps his watch

With ever a thought of life's futility,
Down deep,
Where dolphins stay

But Lord Poseidon never sleeps
And dolphins play.....
And play...

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