Sssstranded and ssssuffering
I wassss ssssentenced for your ssssin Sssseen assss a sssslut by the goddesssss I wassss sssserving It'ssss ssssad how different my life could have been Asssssaulted priesssstessss It wassss not my choicccce You defiled the ssssanctum of my misssstresssss You have taken me by forcccce Posssseidon, be ****** You desssstroyed my life To world of monssssterssss I wassss ssssent For not being sssstronger than you in our fight
I cast the muse into the sea
to wake her from a peaceful sleep. This poet’s quill is void of ink; it needs her words to strike the page. She’ll fight the waves Poseidon sends til Sirens drive her back to shore to sip an oleander brew and hoist the cup of Socrates. Bring wolfsbane and a death morel! Bring nightshade and curare too! We’ll fatten her with woe and pain! We’ll ready her for war and hate! She’ll writhe and quiver, seethe and foam until she spews her putrid verse upon the blackened sands of time from which men’s darkest dreams are built. And when the gods are satisfied, when Ares’ sword has slashed and burned, this poisoned pen will rest at last. Calliope shall sleep once more.
Woe be to the lady of seasons!
Persephone and Demeter argue. As neither can forgive dear family, we are lost! We are sunk! Polar icecaps melt to the tension of their bickering. Poseidon’s domain increases ever more! His power does drive our beaches and shores higher! Higher! Higher ever more!
I’ve lived my life in a fancy with the Greek gods. Just recently, they erupt when I write.
Carry me gently
Over the lilting waves Towards the Spanish sea; Let my moonlight skin spark the water around me and guide my floating body to where my soul shall rest. I let the tide take its course, Trusting Poseidon to grant me mercy and pull me to my heart's crying need before it bursts and spatters the ocean's clarity. Bobbing up and down like a seagull I can taste the salty spray - it tempts me further towards the island of my dreams, and the bitterness on my tongue will transform into the sweetest nectar of the gods, when I wash up there. It is not the laws of men which carry me gently over the lilting waves, but the buoyant love within me that keeps me afloat and full of hope.
This poem is about how I want to be reunited with my boyfriend who lives in Ibiza. We haven't seen each other since March due to the pandemic and the fact I may be able to see him next month makes me crave him even more.
As I plant my feet into the soft sand
Peace offers me her hand And I am guided to the cool waters That remind me of my father The god of the sea.
Greek mythology is so cool!
trapped in churning waves pulling you under thunder chrashes and lightning screams you reach for the surface desperate it breaks the sea is calm you can float gulls sing the sun glistens you rest your finger tips making patterns in the waves ripples is it worth the storm? the sun turns hot blinding you sheild your eyes it's not enough the sea boils you scream and get pulled under things are calm dark empty the sea is dead and cold and is taking you with it you hear a rumble of thunder and close your eyes you wait for the calm
A Byzantine world upside down
capsized Survival starts by praying for time Then climbing over everyone and everything Going top to bottom, blow to blow with a common fear: Self-doubt We struggle with life as much as we struggle with death Where will we be when the water rises? With heart in our hands or with hands at our throat? Hail the lifeboat, captain one of us is about to break through the hull
i am reluctant
to face this ocean’s mass i fear the waves of the past will devour me if i pursue this seaside quarrel nevertheless i persist i must endure this passing tide watching it rise and fall the current washes over me i succeed through it’s finale after shock of Poseidon’s wrath i remain the aftermath is serene a sense of calm exists within me i have survived this weaponless battle i have attained this sense of victory
Prompt: Include as many of the following words (or variations on these words) as you can: reluctant, ocean’s, quarrel, serene, victory Also; Refer to a classical deity