"creon" poems - Hello Poetry

Daughter and sister Creon king of Thebes Great Antigone locked inside a tomb For following divine law Hung by her own hand Unable to suffer injustice Hæmon now must bleed

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Jun 6, 2016

Jun 6, 2016 at 1:18 AM UTC

torin

Antigone

Daughter and sister Creon king of Thebes Great Antigone locked inside a tomb For following divine law Hung by her own hand Unable to suffer injustice Hæmon now must bleed

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Would that all we were Antigones! King Creon forbade the burial of Polynycises, Antingone's brother, but she buiried him anyway, incurring the wrath of Creon who ordered Antigone to be buried alive. But before Creon changed his mind, Antigone had hung herself. And what of Prometheus? He stole fire from Zeus and gave it to mankind. Enraged, Zeus had Prometheus chained to a mountain and sent an eagle every day to eat Prometheus's liver, which grew back every day. This torture lasted years until Hercules killed the eagle with one of his arrows. Courage to do right was met with torture and death. How many human beings over millennia have emulated Antigone and Prometheus? Not enough. Mythology is one thing, reality, sadly, another. TOD HOWARD HAWKS

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Jan 1, 2021

Jan 1, 2021 at 4:24 PM UTC

tod-howard-hawks

ANTIGONES ALL

Would that all we were Antigones! King Creon forbade the burial of Polynycises, Antingone's brother, but she buiried him anyway, incurring the wrath of Creon who ordered Antigone to be buried alive. But before Creon changed his mind, Antigone had hung herself. And what of Prometheus? He stole fire from Zeus and gave it to mankind. Enraged, Zeus had Prometheus chained to a mountain and sent an eagle every day to eat Prometheus's liver, which grew back every day. This torture lasted years until Hercules killed the eagle with one of his arrows. Courage to do right was met with torture and death. How many human beings over millennia have emulated Antigone and Prometheus? Not enough. Mythology is one thing, reality, sadly, another. TOD HOWARD HAWKS

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I love you like Zeus loves his cow-eyed wife As Cronos, scared and jealous, loved his young Like Agamemnon cherished afterlife And Creon prized his niece’s nimble tongue My love is like an ocean full of sharks Where mortals fly too high upon wax wings My love is Oedipus kept in the dark The Minotaur to Theseus’ string I see you with Tiresias’ eyes A play with no deus ex machina Hephaestus’ lust to wise Athena’s thigh My heart as blessed as mother Hecuba Though from your mythic love I’m left irate I cannot use a word so strong as ‘hate’

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Dec 31, 2018

Dec 31, 2018 at 2:01 PM UTC

soveryamuseing

Sonnet

I love you like Zeus loves his cow-eyed wife As Cronos, scared and jealous, loved his young Like Agamemnon cherished afterlife And Creon prized his niece’s nimble tongue My love is like an ocean full of sharks Where mortals fly too high upon wax wings My love is Oedipus kept in the dark The Minotaur to Theseus’ string I see you with Tiresias’ eyes A play with no deus ex machina Hephaestus’ lust to wise Athena’s thigh My heart as blessed as mother Hecuba Though from your mythic love I’m left irate I cannot use a word so strong as ‘hate’

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Hamlet missed his chance Antigone would've ousted Creon quicker given the stance Had Lenin the foresight he'd have placed his bets on Trotsky What options does that leave me? you can know you're not them The voices in my head speak softly as the man I want dead paints what it would cost me To exact revenge Make his world end And mine, its a fine line to debate on crossing You could let it go I'm blameless here, no? He's the one who sold his soul He landed a hit, but he better have another punch to throw. Swing at me! I promise you I won't go gently You can forget it What would the wise say? If you turn away there's a price to pay An eye for an eye and a lie for a lie This cuckold better say goodbye You can forgive Do you think Montresor has any regrets? There was no tell-tale heart beating when he laid himself rest. Was he satisfied? I know what I'm doing I'm passing this test The wise can watch his demise Game Set *Fine, you've made up your mind, enjoy your story being lost in time. Enjoy your rhyme or reason for convincing only yourself this man is guilty of treason. You're going to take a part of yourself with this, you've let your temper grow.* Hey, where'd you go?

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Sep 4, 2018

Sep 4, 2018 at 7:17 PM UTC

jimmyknowles

Choice

Hamlet missed his chance Antigone would've ousted Creon quicker given the stance Had Lenin the foresight he'd have placed his bets on Trotsky What options does that leave me? you can know you're not them The voices in my head speak softly as the man I want dead paints what it would cost me To exact revenge Make his world end And mine, its a fine line to debate on crossing You could let it go I'm blameless here, no? He's the one who sold his soul He landed a hit, but he better have another punch to throw. Swing at me! I promise you I won't go gently You can forget it What would the wise say? If you turn away there's a price to pay An eye for an eye and a lie for a lie This cuckold better say goodbye You can forgive Do you think Montresor has any regrets? There was no tell-tale heart beating when he laid himself rest. Was he satisfied? I know what I'm doing I'm passing this test The wise can watch his demise Game Set *Fine, you've made up your mind, enjoy your story being lost in time. Enjoy your rhyme or reason for convincing only yourself this man is guilty of treason. You're going to take a part of yourself with this, you've let your temper grow.* Hey, where'd you go?

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