OUT OF THEIR INEVITABLE MISERY

OUT OF THEIR INEVITABLE MISERY

A Poem by kublakhan27
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They are a firm fraternity
The remnants of the last storm
lingering like facsimiles of fossils
in a last stand against the irascible
bullets of frozen rain
and their grey pimples of abrasion
They are no match for
the crusty rock meringue I imagine
being whipped up by the plow of
the snowbound Philomelos and
blanketing the once-exquisite
drifts of despondent Demeter
like a dutiful but misguided son
They are mini-ramparts scoffing
at Spring's impatient innuendos
of 7:30 sunsets
I am happy to be human for a change
and illiterate as any other animal
against the implied though
inexplicitly declared dialect of
warring seasons
It would be an exercise in hurt
to inform these stolid hills
they can meet the challenge of
departing Winter's insistence
on joining them under the divine
intimation of hibernation
before it's too late
for behind the rain
the golden veins of Helios
prepare to feed the flex of
heat's pectorals
and will come to mock the
frozen rain's failed bravado
with its syringes of Spring rays
They are no match for the Sun
and for once I'm happy to be human
illiterate as every other animal
against the unspoken though
obvious dialect of
warring seasons

© 2013 kublakhan27


Author's Note

kublakhan27
Sorry everyone, I had no intention of laying any more Greek myths on you for a while, but by the time I finished this, there they were, with no intention of having them there when I started...and I REALLY hope I got it all right cuz I don't wanna have to retool this whole thing...

Philomelos is the son of Demeter (di-ME-ter) and their family is recognized as the bringers of harvest...Philomelos is also considered the inventor of the "plough" though I tweaked it a bit to infer a "snow plow." One of his half-siblings was Persephone, whose abduction by (and forced marriage with) Hades led to a pact that is too long for me to willingly explain...in a nutshell, there was some sort of deal struck that allowed for Demeter to spend a few months of every year with her daughter. When Demeter is with her daughter, she's happy, signifying the Spring harvest...when she's not with her daughter, she's pissed off, signifying the annual replacement of the harvest with Winter.

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As for Helios, Apollo is widely recognized as the god of Sun, though it's also been said that Helios rides the chariot of sunrise under his supervision.

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I have no other words regarding this exquisitely written poem
That your gifted pen has given birth to ink drops
of gorgeous landscapes that takes one a way, simply breath taking!

I'm in love with the stunning mythological references of imagery you
Portrayed in this poem...Very profound, this is one of my favorite s
On here, Mr. K. -- fantastic job! 100/100. -- thank you for sharing! :)

~ Barrie Joy

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ms. barrie

11 Years Ago

Argh, site lagged hit space bar, though it was really the post comment.
So (edit: I feel darkn.. read more
kublakhan27

11 Years Ago

I know how you feel. I find myself gravitating more to the dark side as of late, more so than usual.. read more
ms. barrie

11 Years Ago

It's my nature too, over thinking things...yep, my earlier writings were of children's
Fantasy.. read more



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Again, I am amazed at the perplexity of your write...you seem to warrant an astute vision of Greek mythology! It is enthralling how your mind captures the seasons, weaving the story of Demeter, Philomelos, and Helios into this magnetic thread of life..."happy to be human", indeed! ;)

"they can meet the challenge of
departing Winter's insistence
on joining them under the divine
intimation of hibernation
before it's too late
for behind the rain
the golden veins of Helios
prepare to feed the flex of
heat's pectorals
and will come to mock the
frozen rain's failed bravado
with its syringes of Spring rays
They are no match for the Sun
and for once I'm happy to be human
illiterate as every other animal
against the unspoken though
obvious dialect of
warring seasons"~ Bravo! P.S. I look into the positive, within everything.. and the ending to me is positive...(just my perspective) :P

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robbie~xoxo~

12 Years Ago

Woo hoo!...So glad you're in a happy place dearest...~xoxo~ :D
kublakhan27

12 Years Ago

;D xoxo
Robbie~xoxo~

12 Years Ago

:)) ~xoxo~
This is a strange and delightful change of focus. I've never read the "warring seasons" expressed in quite this manner. To me it is very similar to the abstract and impressionist schools warring against each other as they struggle for dominance between an older, gentler dialect and that of the newer, abrasive style of modernism. For all its complexity it is eminently readable; something that is often a challenge with your work. But this one appeals to the intellectual croissant with morning stimulant indulgence side of my brain. If this is a free sample then I'll take a dozen more with an espresso, please. :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

kublakhan27

12 Years Ago

There has been a lot of warring going on in my head as of late so I guess it was inevitable that a p.. read more
Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T. Serrat

12 Years Ago

As my old dog, Fred, once said, "..and now for my final trick, I shall play dead."
This is near to how I imagine hibernatory animals would articulate the awakening of the Spring for them - the recognition that there will always be a battle, sometime short, sometimes longer, before the release of life again. I enjoy these words, Steve. P.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

kublakhan27

12 Years Ago

I never started with the idea, but I do think I started looking through the eyes of those animals so.. read more
You are a dark, complex, soulful, admittedly abstract poet for the most part, then little rays of brilliant sunshine peek through in your write, this reminds me of depressive winters in wait for the delights of lighter, fairer summers. This is an enthralling write, and I know you put your soul into it....If I try to wrap my head around it, it speaks of the battles within, and yet a love of sorts, or the fight for love. My admiration for your writing skills is off the charts, and no matter how I read you, it's thrilling to say the least. So many emotions, I need time to absorb all this slowly. You shine on even in your darkest moments my dearest friend.

'I am happy to be human for a change'

Make that two of us, otherwise I'd not be able to enjoy your intriguing poetry. If nothing else makes sense, this should...Much love. xo

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

12 Years Ago

Hahaha I just realized how that sounded!! ;-P
kublakhan27

12 Years Ago

LOL
Frieda P

12 Years Ago

xD
Hello Kublakahn,

A well thought out wonderfully written piece. Creative.

Always,

Matthew
A.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

kublakhan27

12 Years Ago

Thank you Matthew, much appreciated :)

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Nova Scotia, Canada



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