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sab ariana Oct 17
ocean blues me and you
you are everything
my dreams they're of you
and you see me in yours too
drowning in the ocean
i wish you could feel my love
drowning in the ocean
i wish you could feel my pain
and so i wait
till the day we're engulfed by the sun
you are the lion
you are the home i will lie in
i know you're the one
MayC Sep 17
what if I told you
I saw a lioness with fire eyes?

what if I told you
I witnessed the collapse of a marble empire?

what if I told you
I saw ashes floating from a soul burned by passion?

what if I told you
I saw an ice-cold Phoenix raising from snow?

what if I told you
I saw a canary so joyful its melody charming even the shyest of sun rays?

what if I told you
I saw a golden but poisonous rose?

what if I told you
I saw waterfalls coming down from blue and green galaxies?

what if I told you
I saw honey dripping from a dark heart?

what if I told you
I saw a diamond so rare that its brilliance scared even the lightning?

would you believe me?
would you think I'm lying or fantasising or even creating metaphors of imagination?

what if I told you
to look in the mirror?
what if you see
what I once saw?
Zack Ripley Sep 16
Every day, you make a choice
To stay silent or raise your voice.
And that's your choice, and I respect it.
I just want you to know
That if today, you decide you want
To be a lion
and let people hear you roar,
I'll roar with you until you don't feel alone or broken anymore.
In this dream nothing appeared,
And you woke up.
I see the sun lion walking,
Across your face.
Her heart is deep in change,
In this place.
And woke you up.

Love is her shadow,
A wake into the wind,
In which we play;
Set sail to times past,
Stars unseen, still cradle the day.

And you woke.
I saw the Sun Lion walking,
Across your face.
Centuries divided,
Desires left to the chase.

She is with you, I called for her,
She told me, she is with you
The Sun Lion.
Poem I wrote for my wife's 50th Birthday Anniversary
Lyn-Purcell Aug 11

Swift-footed huntress
Life and death hangs on footrace
Love fierce like lions

New day, new haiku!
This one is for Atalanta, a courageous and fierce huntress (not be be confused with Atalanta, the Argonaut). Small wonder that she has been compared to Artemis, theyre similar indeed.
In fact, she swore an oath to Artemis, keeping to the two thing the goddess herself treasures other than hunting - her virginity.

She was more of a tomboy, other than hunting, she loved wrestling, riding horses and such. She gained a reputation for being so skilled and better than her male counterparts.

Theres so much story around this extraordinary woman of myth. Her father left her for death from the moment she was born and she was raised by a she bear, and eventually raised by hunters. She played a role in the hunt for the Calydonian boar was gifted the boars head and hide by Meleager, a fellow hunter and slayer of the beast who happened to be in love with her and was tragically killed by his mother. The reason being because he killed his uncles who were jealous that such a prize was given to her and not them.

Even from birth, this woman was badass.
Now for the main and popular myth!
Not only was Atalanta a skilled huntress, she was beautiful, grabbing the attention of men (who were intrigued and some probably wanted to put her in her proverbial place, so to speak).

So she said that she will offer her hand to the man who could outrun her in a race, but the losers will lose their life by her hand.

One man caught her eye, Hippomenes (aka Milanion or Melanion). He knew well enough to know he couldnt beat her in a race so he turned to Aphrodite to help. The Goddess of Love was outraged by Atalantas lack of interest in love, so she granted him three golden apples of the Hesperides before the race commenced.

As expected, Atalanta was beating him and he would drop a golden apple to make her stop and admire it. Some myths say she deliberately did so to give him a chance to win, haha! And win he did!

She did swear off marriage (oath to Artemis) but happily married him and gave birth to their son, Parthenopaeus.

But their marriage was shortlived and they were turned into lions...
The reason being because they were so consumed by their passion, that they actually made love in one of Zeus' sacred temples. Another myth states that her husband didnt honor his dues to Aphrodite and so she cursed them to make love in the temple.

Honestly, this is one of my favourite myths. I find her so inspiring as a character (and the fact that they apparently made love in one of Zeus' temples makes me laugh hard! The irony! The last line of the haiku is a reference to their...excited *******, haha! 😂😂😂)

Men didnt like that she was so strong and skilled as a huntress yet she stuck to her guns and proved herself, though she didnt really have to. Thats something we can all learn from as a whole to be honest. Even her name is rooted from 'atalantos' which means, "equal in weight"- a testament to her achievements and victories with men.

Man or woman, we are all true equals. None exceeds another. We all have our strengths and weakness in life but if we stay true to our resolve to be the best we can be, we'll be much better for it! ^^

Anyway, thank you all for growing followers, I'm forever humbled and grateful for the support🙏🌹💜
Here's the link for the growing collection:
Be back tomorrow with another one!
Much love,
Lyn 💜
"There's a monster in the caves!"
The cub cries out.

Wait! Don't go!
Don't leave me here alone...

I'm in pain, so much pain,
And I don't know if it will end.

Once I was a normal lion,
Like the ones who come here often.

I had a full, glorious mane,
And golden fur brighter than the sun.

But that stardust took it all away from me.

So now I sit here alone, watching lions come and go.
Scratching their names in the cliffs, wishing they would visit me.

There is no cure, is there? I'll be stuck like this forever.
I'll be a monster for eternity, just like that cub said.
A poem about one of my favourite Lioden characters, Ukuveza. They only appear in Journey To Vredefort Crater for two days, but I hope they appear more in future updates.
Chris Saitta Aug 11
Snow brings to earth the ash footsteps of Titans,
Winter in its giant vacancy of bygone strides,
The overthrown birth of frost mother and sky,
~The snow proselytizes all our warm tomorrows~
But the totality of loss lies like a starved lion,
Paws crossed, staring at the cold changeling-world,
As a young white-tailed Springbok ages into distance.
A Springbok is a white-tailed antelope found in Africa.
Most lions here are strange enough.
Lions with fur the colour of sakuras,
Lions with wings of Celestial Gods,
Lions who act like us, think like us.

But there’s one pride
That’s different from the rest.
One lioness
Who’s different from the rest.

With a single roar she summons
Torpedo bombers and
Fighter aircrafts,
Oerlikon 20mm cannons and
Mark 12 5”/38 caliber guns.

Those who encounter her
Say she calls herself USS Enterprise,
The Grey Ghost of the American Navy.

How a lioness speaks,
How a lioness becomes a warship,
I don’t think we want to know.
A poem about USS Enterprise from Iron Empery, in the perspective of a human.

Explanation for the first stanza:
Just play Lioden

The third stanza mentions things the real USS Enterprise (CV-6) was equipped with. Torpedo bombers and fighter aircraft are types of military aircraft, USS Enterprise (CV-6) was equipped with 8 Mark 12 5”/38 caliber guns and from April 1942 onwards 30 Oerlikon 20mm cannons.

In the fifth stanza, lion Enterprise calls herself the Grey Ghost. “Grey Ghost” was one of the nicknames for USS Enterprise (CV-6), with others being Lucky E, Big E, and the Galloping Ghost.
Savio Fonseca Jun 29
The Sun was slowly Sinking.
The Day was almost Done.
When Darkness fell around Us,
We readied Ourselves for Fun.
I felt Her, with My Eyes.
To Memorise Her Golden Spot.
She Kissed Me on My Lips
and watched Me turning Hot.
With Her Ten gentle Fingers,
She guided Me to Her Door,
The Lion in Me got Woken
and We both landed on the Floor.
Hearing Her Moan and Whisper,
I went fondling Her Curves.
Each stroke that I rendered,
we're Tennis Aces one Serves.
Dramatic faces and dancing clowns, who's next to make a frown.
Acrobatics and tiger tamers.
Creepy smiles, chills down your spine, oh look? there's Alice In Wonderland with her time rabbit friend. Creepy places, so eerie and dark, don't you want to come with me and see the other side of Circus Wonderland? where every creature comes to life. Even the unknown.
Their all wild, their running for their lives, going untamed but trying to tame.
Let's go to Circus Wonderland, where there's hot bags of crunchy popcorn bliss in the summer air.
Colorful lights, beaming sounds of fright.
Portals to unknown dimensions, where things we dream of come to life.
Come take a ride on the wild side darling, i promise you'll be alright.
Let's go to Circus Wonderland, where even the ballerina over the jewelry box dances under the diamond ring while the tamed lion jumps through the ring of fire.
To give off feelings of imagination, to visualize an unreal reality of fear into light.
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