A Poem by Quinn W

In fiction there is a commonality.
The unlikely hero lives a difficult life.
He goes on a quest to fulfill a purpose,
save people or a person, to find himself.
Whatever the reason, he goes.
He travels long and far
to distant and foreign lands.
He battles monsters and tyrants.
He wins.
He goes home.
He is celebrated.

I do not go on a quest.
Instead, the monsters find me.
Not an ordinary monster,
but the hydra.
I fight hard and long,
with much injury and pain.
I cut off its head.
And I think I've won. It's over.
But then, two more sprout up.

© 2018 Quinn W

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I love this! Altho posted 2 years ago, it may be even more pertinent these days! Life is dealing the low blows with uncommon consistency! I love your symbolism, so well chosen & fleshed out, so fitting! I love how this doesn't sound like a rant, but more matter-of-fact -- oh well! Life sucks! That's where I've gotten to lately! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Year Ago

Quinn, its been a long time! I'm so happy this is the first poem i stumbled upon since being back on this site. The way you started and ended with the comparison was perfect. Another excellent write from you! This whole poem was just perfect.

Posted 2 Years Ago

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Added on September 24, 2018
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Quinn W
Quinn W


I have always enjoyed reading. It has taught me many things others just can't explain to you. It has also fueled my love of writing. I love writing short stories, they're my creative outlet, Mom would.. more..

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