Egad, ye gods!

Greek pantheon
are myths to us,
such terrible fuss!
Poor Persephone:
“who cares for me?”
Captured, raped
by Uncle Hades,
a devilish beast;
manipulated by
silly Mother Ceres,
who would starve
humanity by neglect;
and banished yearly
by Father Zeus, who
had engaged his own
sister in prideful lust.
What incestuous mess!

These are no “gods”
but humanized idols
on selfish agendas,
oblivious to damage.
We humans, created
to worship, have
throughout history
fashioned odd gods
in our own image;
futile attempts to
control triune, to
keep wholly “other”
in manageable box.
The Holy One, great
“I Am” laughs at our
delusional myths from
throne in pure flame.


Linking to dVerse poets pub where we consider the Greek myth of Persephone…

improvisation

Another paint chip poetry challenge from Linda Kruschke at “Another Fearless Year”


 

jazz player works
as server in clatter
of greek restaurant;
smells of saffron and
grease, noisy demands
feel like a black hole
he got sucked into. it’s

not his dream job but
his lion heart, inspired
by ivory-petaled songs
of spring snowdrops,
composes after hours
a new saxophone solo
to make his spirit rock.

 

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