Helen of Troy

[lauraelizdok]

Helen was forged on Olympus’ peak
Her style and diction transcend all critique - diction is an interesting choice here, but for me there could be something a little more convincing perhaps? It feels a bit like it's a convenient word, rather than carrying real weight in the line?
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 - love this imagery of leaving behind a distinctive trail of presence
Ares and Apollo fight wars for her hand
Kingdoms and kings fall at her command
Her Persophonic voice brings crops to the land - the four rhymes seem to throw the rhythm off balance a bit. I almost feel like you could lose the last two lines 
Helen of Troy is mortal all the same
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 - I find this line a little difficult to understand- 'in words that she speaks?' Is it not they (the people) who speak of her as if she is a god, rather than she speaking of herself?
“Helen was forged on Olympus’ peak”- great symmetry from the opening of the poem, bringing home the her godliness- the way in which she was 'created' (in the minds of the people) on Olympus peak.