O Theós tis Agonías

O Theós tis Agonías

A Poem by Anna Marie

Persephone screams, the demon of Spring,
but Aphrodite is cold, and frost cannot see.
Wickedness corrupts a goddess, then everything;
"How fitting it is, that love would kill me." 

Poseidon is tormented by this glowing,
dwelling in the depths of the blue chart.
A dim light that flies before the knowing;
of brothers that rip and cut at the heart.

My body is a pale strike of lightning
through the fathomless, cavernous dark.
I am not afraid of my own nakedness,
the shadows hide me, there is no spark.

Skin crawls with cosmic electricity
and static possesses, bewitches me.
I am the crown-less, tear-less monarch;
Zeus abandoned Hades and the raging sea.

In anguish he caused to become;
Now there is none but I, 
the heir of Dolorem.

© 2017 Anna Marie

Author's Note

Anna Marie
Title Translation: The God of Agony.

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Wonderful use of words and thoughts. I love myth and tale. I liked how you described each God. Thank you Anna for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.

Posted 1 Month Ago

Go back to the beginning of beginning. The Greek symbolism is as good as it gets. thanks for sharing

Posted 11 Months Ago

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Tags: greece, greek, mythology, myth, Poseidon, Zeus, Hades, Aphrodite, Persephone, sea, ocean, hell, heaven, skies, Olympus


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