Mar 21, 2014

i come from a long line of muses.
beauty contests won by bribery
and bravery. i was taught that the
way to a man’s heart is through
the fucking ribcage. there is no time
to play house. the daughter of dimitra,
i’ll take a pomegranate martini and
6 months in hell. you said you had a
nightmare that i would kill you in your
sleep. my darling, i only want to make
your dreams come true.

#love   #broken   #hope   #break   #feminism   #persephone   #hades  
I hear the song Persephone
Richard D Remler
Richard D Remler
Nov 18, 2014


I hear the song Persephone
Sings into the night.
Reaching out to touch
The shaded heavens
With her light.

Her shores, a calm
And waking sigh
That echo softly
In the sky.

Her ancient battlements
Still stand,
Remnants of a
Broken memory,
When men of war
Laid claim her land,
And that sweet ambrosia
Of her sea.

Her silvered wine
And lofty peaks,
Where the bitterweed
And beebread grew.
Where carved in stone
The angels guard
A Persephone
So old,
So new.

The Autumn breeze
Still visits here,
With Winter close behind.
And Springs is
Always happy
When she peeks about
To find
A green that breathes
In every teardrop
Drifting through
The morning dew,
To bring the
Shades of Summertime,
And skies
Of wild blue.

I hear the song Persephone
Sings softly to this sky,
A simple sigh,
A smile,
To the clouds that drift
On by.
And there is peace again
Under my tree,
And quiet in the air.
My rivers overflow
With ever gentle wonder fair.

Come rest your heart
And soul a spell
Under my Willow tree.
"Tis here, where hearts
In wonder soar
In sweet Persephone."

Copyright © 2013 Richard D. Remler


"A heart that loves is always young."
~Greek Proverb
gently retweaked and reposted
#peace   #nature   #solitude   #beauty   #quiet   #tale   #persephone  
7 days ago

She never spoke of sanity
Normal never lost her lips
She thought not much of clarity
Preferring to speak with hips.

She never thought to tell me
How memory was in her hair
It curled and fell like weeping willows
But never felt so fair.

She never wanted to explain
How her footprints left the ground
How she walked the clouds and drank the rain
Why she still looked at me when the sun was with her.

Though she left quietly I still recall
She told me why in her hands
She held me like she was about to fall
And fall she did to lower lands.

In the dream, I am Persephone
Phoebe Seraphine

In the dream, I am Persephone
in the badlands. A cinnamon girl
standing where the Zephyr sways
sage and coral gullies gasp
for one more drop to drink.

I am plucking pizzicato
with saguaro needles
and prick my fingertips.
Ten split figs
bleeding seeds
thicker than sap.

In the dream, you are with me
as Hades wearing a Zeppelin tee.
Your mouth opens
lips surround my slick fingers

sliding through the hollow of your breath.
My blood. A nightshade, a moon flower,
Toloache. You drink until you reach
the bedrock of my bones.

I crumble.

The desert is lonesome
now that I am gone
and you are delirium
with blood in your gums.

In the dream, the universe cracks
open like yolk from Cronus’ head.
Night spreads her dark cape
across the sky. Hades among the stars,
thin-hipped muses glittering like Aladdin Sane.

It is night and you are alone
in the badlands. Nothing to soothe
you but sonorous yips by coyotes
howling like Johnny Cash.

#blood   #desert   #sane   #imagery   #mouth   #mythology   #persephone   #hades   #greek   #aladdin  
Oct 20, 2014

Face swelled with rejection
Wonder whether the path walked
was worth the stepping 
and stomped on me
and stomped on me
and stomped on me 
Tiny ants beneath the trees 

Gravel pathway, paves way graves
Of grief collected, modern day. 
Start to say a word or five,
confusion claims his ugly prize.
behooved are those who stand alone 
In spirit and in broken bones
A walking shadow, i reign on
and frown along
and frown along 
and frown along

Mar 1, 2013

You are like a star;
brilliant and bright,
and out of my reach.

Dec 21, 2013      Dec 22, 2013

Venus in Cancer
cheeks flushed in rouge
quiet behind the noise of your ruse

love draped in blue
keep me far from your waves
i pollute calm oceans on the clearest of days

Shameful am i
regret in my voice, with this
sharp tongue sealing the coffin that carried my choice

it wasn't you, then
at least, not as it seemed
I loved you too much to let you near me

we should try again
when we get out of our heads
that may never happen, so I'll pretend instead.

written about someone i (almost) love(d)

wrong place//wronger time...always in sync but out of rhythm
Mar 12, 2013

secrets, so many secrets
things you'll never guess
secrets so secret, I dare not confess.

secrets that pull me
far down to the ground,
secrets that take me
away to be drowned.

these secrets, so secret
are such a heavy burden
I'm choking, suffocating,
inside my custom prison

as much as I wish, these secrets
must never be spilled
or else how could I feel
anything but killed

how could I tell you
that I'm too afraid to eat
how can I tell you
when I can hardly speak

what will you think
when you know that I self harm
what will you do?
simply stare at my arms

I don't deserve your help, I confess
it is I and only I who is a part of this mess
go, you are free from troubles
enjoy now or it won't last
enjoy it now so in your future

... I was a bit nervous about publishing this poem to be honest... but in a way it felt like I was lifting a weight off my shoulders. Feel grateful in every passing moment and never take advantage of people and things around you <3 xoxo
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