02-01-2018, 06:59 AM
Helen was forged on Olympus’ peak
Her style and diction transcend all critique
Her Hera-esque hair strikes fear into men
Like Chronos, she crafts all the nows and the thens
A lane in the snow, a line in the sand
Ares and Apollo fight wars for her hand
Kingdoms and kings fall at her command
Her Persophonic voice brings crops to the land
Helen of Troy is mortal all the same shouldn't there be no "is" and mortal made immortal, as in legend?
From the glow of her skin to the ring of her name
Her powers are those of the hearts that she moves
For in her they see all their self-written truths
And on her they write, in the words that she speaks
“Helen was forged on Olympus’ peak”
It's pretty much a perfect poem, and has spread sunshine on my prejudice of poetry surrounded in Greek Mythology. Maybe it's the rhyme.
It reminded me of poems my father would jot and sneak to me as a child.
-nibbed
Her style and diction transcend all critique
Her Hera-esque hair strikes fear into men
Like Chronos, she crafts all the nows and the thens
A lane in the snow, a line in the sand
Ares and Apollo fight wars for her hand
Kingdoms and kings fall at her command
Her Persophonic voice brings crops to the land
Helen of Troy is mortal all the same shouldn't there be no "is" and mortal made immortal, as in legend?
From the glow of her skin to the ring of her name
Her powers are those of the hearts that she moves
For in her they see all their self-written truths
And on her they write, in the words that she speaks
“Helen was forged on Olympus’ peak”
It's pretty much a perfect poem, and has spread sunshine on my prejudice of poetry surrounded in Greek Mythology. Maybe it's the rhyme.
It reminded me of poems my father would jot and sneak to me as a child.
-nibbed
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