Short Zeus Poems
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This is what you DO
Avoid Pandora, trust NOT
Live life without HOPE,
Take heed the early GREEKS
Who forbear for fear of SIN
Zeal for leadership
Empowered by lightning and thunder
Ultimate ruler of the gods
Sky is his domain
5-15-2024
Thou, Minos, know I’m weary of all things,
Of wars and deaths and cabbages and kings.
I wield that battered shield that is the sky,
And with my strength protect what ‘neath doth lie:
But what when Earth itself would wish to die?
tho thunder crash and lightning flash
i do not feel a drop
it seems so strange! these symptoms reign
and will not seem to stop
and tho this seems like grusome dreams
this is reality
i wont be stayed by zeus' blade
I'll press... because im free
Zeus fought the elves and the gargoyles for Stonehenge picnicking rights
Stonehenge laughed at this, thinking Zeus was insane
And of course he might have been but who in their right mind
will tell that to a god?
Even if it is a little god
not the big one.
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.
As the peas in a pod explode,
That is how I feel amidst a lone road,
Loosing you eye cannot afford,
With the help of our God,
Love is protected under a cloud.
Like Vision and Wanda,
We wonder,
What awaits the inseparable goose and gander,
For what our creator puts together; No man can put asunder,
For where there is no retreat; There's no surrender.
O Mighty Zeus, your anger roars
Casting whelm each ravaging storm,
Is your ire so driven as to show disdain
Of nights for those so worn?
This mortal mire, so spent with drear
Has bent to the limits of homage,
Grant us ease and quiet lee,
Our tire wears no plumage.
Ask us not to bear your pains
Or the thunderbolts of your cyclops,
Soothe us with welcome patter
Thru rains of gentler drops.
Form:
King of the Gods
And his blessed messenger Hermes
(One potato two potato three potato four)
God of sky and thunder
Blessed Hermes god of persuasion
(One potato two potato three potato four)
Zeus symbols the thunderbolt eagle and bull
Priapus a son of Hermes inventor of the lyre
(One potato two potato three potato four)
Embarrassed caught stealing cattle by Pylos
Hermes turned him to stone
(One potato two potato three potato four)
Form:
All now under the sun -
Brother and sister popping corn,
Watching a clip they call a ****;
Society says it is their fun.
Long before I was born,
Before His kingdom was gone,
Wards were warned to shun,
What we now license bob son.
Moral mantle is torn
And tomorrow we shall mourn
Old time religion foregone
That has brought us to scorn.
Carnality wears its counterfeit crown,
Zeus blowing his delinquent horn.
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He’s there for me through thick and thin;
Closer to me than my next of kin;
With big ole feet, a long wagging tail;
And a nose that’s never lost the trail;
His long droopy ears have caught many a tear;
But I always have comfort whenever he’s near;
And I know whenever I am upset,
He’ll be there, my loyal pet;
He’s got my back, no matter what,
My silly mongrel and devoted mutt;
My baby Zeus, My faithful friend;
The one that will be there till the end.