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Peter B Feb 23
I hope she will wait for me,
I hope I'll see her again.

Yes, I am dead to her,
a speck of a memory,
but I hope she will wait for me.
I hope she will wait for me.

My small ship is heading home,
my life is in hands of the sea,
but I hope I will make it one day
and I hope she will wait for me.
"In Homer's Odyssey, Penelope is the wife of Odysseus, who is known for her fidelity to Odysseus while he was absent, despite having many suitors."
Peter B Dec 2018
I'll be waiting for him
sitting on the shore,
I know one day
he will come.

I don't care
about anything else.
I'll be waiting for him,
like if I was waiting for myself.
LNI Oct 2018
The war inside me is over
And now I'm looking for my Oikos
I chose a way full of trials
I chose the way of exile

My flesh shall be my poetry
and my bones my final shield

There’s no God other than I
There’s no holy other than me
I took the way of an oxymoron tale
I took the way of a massive fail

My skin in ultimate grief
My hair resisting to the winds

My body is my vehicle,
my home and my miracle.

Penelope on her own for a female Odyssey
Of rigorous honesty

Now, seeker, rise up and speak your truth.
Karisa Brown Jul 2018
Everybody wants me to be
The queen Penelope
Of this palace

When I'm really
An up roaring *****
Holding a chalice

Not knowing
What I'm really like
Keeping it stuffed down
Really bites
Emma Hill May 2018
Her bookshelf to the brim and bursting
With pages worn, and well
Remembered for the virtues
And husbands in the war

Fallen woman--fall, and women
Harvests sown and reaped
Moon of full, of wax, of
Her heart of Shadow's seed

Hand of diamond and of band
Ashes, ashes, dust
A love once lived and now, one
The pages' faces face us
And sages burn, away
First in awhile. Hello again
Kitt Nov 2017
When Penelope bid αντίο her dearest Odysseus
Did she shed a tear for her heart left alone
Or sit alone in the room where she would await his return
And knit quietly
The bemused bride of a nation grieving,
Groaning from the pains of war?
Cecelia Francis Mar 2016
"You are likely to
succeed if you try!"

Perhaps that's why
I find a part of the
self in verbal form

At the subatomic level of
this and that there is a Platonic
good vibrating like mad, like a
mountain flower

Saying "Yes, I said yes,"
will you yes to its yes?
Yuki Yuna is a hero, chord progression
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