Daughters of Persephone

Poetry

O, daughters of Persephone,
where do you lie?

Tell me now,
has your mother taught you well?

You, the off spring of Zeus and Demeter,
tell me now of your glories amongst golden grass,
and misty swale.

Your ascension from Hades realm,
to spring's eternal blessing,

But for a brief moment,
to commune with your Mother once again.

I feel your warmth yet. I do not see you,
O, daughters of Persephone reveal yourselves to me;

In spring's golden rays,
her coins cast upon thine eyes,

I pray,
show yourself to me,

Let me feel your warmth, and grace of season's change.

Reviews

[Stephen Ownby]

"In spring's golden rays,
her coins cast upon thine eyes,"

These lines are great.

[Rainbowco]

The seeds of a pomegranate eaten, setting forever the seasons in place. This is a wonderful tribute, lovely written.