Tartarus Poems - Poems about Tartarus

Aeneid Book 6: The Descent into the Underworld by Virgil loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch The Sibyl began to speak to Aeneas: “God-blooded Trojan, son of Anchises, descending into the Underworld’s easy since Death’s dark door stands eternally unbarred. But to retrace one’s steps and return to the surface: that’s the conundrum, that’s the catch! Godsons have done it, the chosen few whom welcoming...

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Harpies shrieked and lost souls wailed The cold wind stung as embers sailed A fetid stench, eyes red with dust When I looked through to Tartarus. Black column’s rose in demon form terror enthralling those forlorn Compelled I shuddered as I must When I looked through to Tartarus. Ten-fold my dread, to see your face Among the shades in this cursed place I cried your...

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shivering … I stood naked on the edge - cold feet gripping the stony crag like a vagabond vulture, peering into the shadowy depths of the abyss ... and with a distant glint of black flame, the savage shadows looked back ... and smiled. Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, August 15, 2019; rewrite, August 28, 2022...

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I googled "Hell Is Where You" and got Hell is where you are. Hell is where you watch me burn. Hell is where you find it. Hell is where you make it. Hell is where you want to be. Hell is where you keep my heart. Hell is where you're headed. Hell is where you go when you die. Hell is where you're supposed...

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I stood naked on the edge, (Cold feet gripping the stony crag), Peering into the shadowy depths of the abyss ... With a distant glint of black flame, It...

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