Allusions to Greek Mythology
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Our turn.
I wonder if I have friends who care for me.
But I do have friends who do not speak.
No, Zephyrus doesn't whisper.
Nor does he kiss the cheek of friendless freaks.
The song of the siren is wielded like a sword,And lured heroes and sailors alike to a watery grave.Their songs from sorrow and beauty cannot be ignored.
The mourning sun: Helios
I bloom—vivid and bold.
Set in your sky,
I burn gold.
From my light—
A sacred gift—
Although no one could see her
straight to the eye,
Medusa met someone once upon a time,
Jupiter, God of thunder and sky,
He has seen the stars up close.
With all their colors he cannot deny.
Their beauty which he adores the most.
Though his face is illuminating,
(Her)a
Her,
The queen bee,
The popular girl,
Dating the popular boy,
She has everything a girl could ever want,
I
she was born from a ball of fire
ball made up of the same stuff of stars
stuff that glitters with goosebumps and neck hairs
I bring about the darkness
that you see as the end
you go to bed and shield your eyes
from pains you put me in
I bring about the darkness
the one that sends you off
TO ARTEMIS
Artemis, virgin goddess,
Shrewd and warrior-hearted,
Hunter who is second to none,
Stag sniper, with a glistening golden rifle,
Whosoever should soar to great heights
Shall encounter there no earthly delights
But instead will grasp with empty hand
Treasures found not upon land
At least, that's what Icarus was told
On the edge of a parapet
stands a young person
with nothing but
wings made of wax
and the boldness
to jump.
We were told as children
that the myth
always ends in tragedy.
When our people die,
they become stars of the night.
Igniting the obsidian sea,
a veil of heavenly light.
For people like I,
with godly ichor in our veins,
cursed never to die,
The god of tricking people, they say he is.
sulking alone in a basket of lies;
however, Loki no longer wants to be under that disguise.
Alone, he sat, watching himself on the screen
So Zeus sat there
Scrolling through Twitter
Lightning lit up the sky
Because Zeus saw something he didn't like
So Zeus sat there
Scrolling through Twitter
Tweeting when he saw fit
Where have the Old Gods gone?
Athena walks around college campuses
Books in her bag
And a switchblade under her tongue
Phorcys and Ceto, two siblings so close,
They birthed three healthy gorgons out of passionate throes.
Two of the girls had interests that align,
Today on Apollo on the air, I’m here to speak to you of art.
On the creation and love of poetry and prose—the bindings of my very soul.
On such an occasion, when, dear listener, my muse finds me,
you may find me:
Kore,
Of fertile youth,
Watch as she pales, withers.
His queen now, Destroyer of Light,
Night Bloom
The lightning strikes on society,
Society split into two.
Zues’s bolt creates a divide that has never been so vast.
A divide bigger than Mount Olympus,
The lightning strikes on society,
Society split into two.
Zues’s bolt creates a divide that has never been so vast.
A divide bigger than Mount Olympus,
In the midst of winter I hear them cry,
For all the nights I have said goodbye.
Let thy heart rest on mine, as I will fill it with red wine.
With every touch of passion, my skin has all the answers,
Inside the pound
There were cute little hounds
With floppy ears and soft fur
There were cats who liked to purr
In the back
Ruins are what build the integrity
Of a man destroyed by love.
Though the red glass of his heart shatters,
The golden sinews of his character tightens
To create a new person.
So there I was sitting down,
Locker room was full.
And out of nowhere he came round,
Like he owned the school.
I walked up and he pushed me,
In the spring, the newborn sunlight glistened through her partially bleached hair.
Her eyes sparkled in the warm daylight, as they glazed over the fiction novel she rented from the library.
Dionysus, the man of greed
The king of ecstasy
The queen of mead
Dionysus, Dionysus, the graceful drunk
The dapper playboy
With charm and spunk
Afrodite,
often naked with vulnerability and intimacy,
was easy of love.
She always gave her heart out in morsels.
Game day had fallen upon the land
The hiss, the boo, the cheers, the joy incoming
And with the audience in his hand
Was Hercules a football star upcoming
With a mighty golden lion as his mascot
Medusa;
The watch me as my hair slithers and they tremble in fear
This head is filled with so much pain
This body, beautiful but broken
They try to build me up
But brick can’t hold forever I tell them
Helen has cheated on her man
Paris has stolen her heart
The whole class already knew
They warned him
He didn't listen
The class opinion was split in two
Of who her heart should really belong to
She's the midsummer's flowers,
The prolonged days hours.
My reason I search for an immortal diet
Just for a glimpse of her eternal souls quiet.
The way to the hereafter has been painted in many strokes,
From stairways, riverways and elevator rides.
But when our time is come, there is one man, our path guides.
Our forfathers gave a coin, but we give 5 stars.
Midas was a man,
A man with a wish,
He didn’t get what he planned,
But he just couldn’t resist.
He asked for gold the first time,
Midas was a man,
A man with a wish,
He didn’t get what he planned,
But he just couldn’t resist.
He asked for gold the first time,
Tossing and turning the night before
Our hero had to return to another day of war
His mighty broad shoulders and thick cut jaw
Oh so handsome left all the girls in awe
It should come as no surprise
the injustice is a tale as old as time
haves and greater-thans ignore broken cries.
They take and take, and punch and climb-
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Over poor, broken, helpless -- not leaving a dime
Zeus had put the app on her phone
Yet told her not to open it
She wanted to listen
But her curiosity was now lit
She stared wondering if she should do it
To open the app that was forbidden
there is something inside me,
i say this a lot.
i say this so much it's grown into its own
small world, its own small sea of love
that i wade into on the worst of nights.
Tangled sheets,
sweat stains.
The body of a god
streched out before me.
He promised me everything,
all of him,
and I have it.
But still,
he leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.
Science fair
Icarus' last chance to pass
Using household items to fly across a river?
Easy peasy, although he's the dumbest in class
He straps himself in
Says one last prayer
Lover, that makes me stare
Ivory skin and ebony hair
Lover, forever fair
You have come and answered my prayer
Lover, that makes me stare
Three Brothers, singing of powerful truths.
One was Metal. One was Pop. and the Other Blues.
Together they formed a Trinity. Singing of ballads and tunes.
One brother of Thunder, and the other swayed by the moon.
Narcissus
Tall and handsome
Dreamy eyes and soft hair
Kind features, complexion fair
He was beautiful
And he knew it.
But what's wrong with that?
The classic surfer
Cali livin’
Careless chic magnet
Helios takes his role easily
He steals his dad’s Jeep for the boys
He spends his days on the waves
His beautiful blond mop shines in the sun
Selene could not find her special power,
Crying silver tears she would scream and cower.
Lonesome nights consumed with fear and worry
Made her sparkling eyes of desire blurry.
He was a young man.
Gazing into a pool of the self love
he was never given by the culture around him.
He was alone.
Knowing he would always be told
he was never allowed vulterability.
With every nasty comment
negative review
downvoted post
bitter message
Ares smiles at his so-called success.
"I am the god of war!"
He would always exclaim
He was looking at me with a hunger in his face that boys like me learn to ignore as soon as we can climb a tree.
I have never climbed a tree.
I was curious.
“What are you
Yes, we live to die.
And die to live.
It was no surprise when Persephone ate that pomegranate.
She did it. She lived.
Her mother held the innocence of her child, but only to suffer
my life is like like charybdis
my head is spinning, can't take this
I breathe in, everything all at once
I belche it out and feel like a dunce
if only i had someone to come
and pick out every crumb
The minds of men were so easy to sway
She cackled as she toiled away
To implant, to bury, to ingrain her seed
To make men slaves of her creed.
Taking her time, she would watch seeds grow
We live long if we never know ourselves
Such are the words of Teiresias
For years I had thought to know myself
And which route would be easiest.
But I hadn’t known my true self then
Beauty and grace,
that’s all anyone could see.
But beneath her surface,
there was only a poisonous personality.
She played games,
acted selfishly,
men and women walk away in pain,
Finally President of the United States,
Zeus was pleased with himself.
Or at least he might have been, had his wife not found out that he had cheated on her.
Again.
Curiosity killed the cat -
Pandora would know.
A box or a jar,
Filled with things from below.
When told not to open,
She couldn’t hold back.
Then she released all the evils
If you took
One look
At the staff of my school
You would think, hey this is pretty cool
Poseidon is our swim coach
He has a very direct approach
Stay underwater as long as you can
Medusa wasn't cursed
she was protected
her Goddess wanted to give her the world
but when men take without mercy
Athena did what she thought best
even if Medusa was hurting
The atmosphere was stained with the pleasant strings of violin,
The aroma of her perfume, melodies intertwining with her mellifluous euphony,
Her voluptuous moonlit almonds peering into the depths of my dreams,
Dear Artemis,
Stop blocking the TV,
And leave me be.
I just want to write my poems
And listen to music on my headphones.
Your mind is not your own. Your mind is a massive never ending pit and you balance precariously over its mouth, one foot in front of the other, on a fraying rope that could snap at any minute.
The washerwoman turns to me and asks,“Did you hear about Damalis?”Our hands dip into the cool river waters,Cold linen draped along our slipping skin.
