My own version of the Myth of Hades and Persephone Persephone was the daughter of Demeter, goddess of fruitfulness. Hades fell in love with her but Zeus knew Demeter would never agree to marry her daughter to the god of the underworld, but he did not want to offend his brother either so he did not answer either way. Hades though to himself that if Zeus had not forbidden the match he snatched her and took her back to the underworld with him. Demeter did not know what had happened to Persephone and neglected her duties while looking for her. The crops failed and people started to starve. Knowing his brother wanted Persephone, Zeus demanded whether he had kidnapped Persephone, Hades admitted he had. Zeus said as long as she had not eaten any food of the dead she could be returned to her mother. Persephone actually quite likes Hades' 'bad boy' image, and learning of Zeus' ruling ate some pomegranate seeds. Hades argued she had eaten underworld food so she should stay while Demeter argued
An alternative view
The guide watched with amusement
As he watched the blind men grope
All around the elephant,
Each one in the hope
Of finding something familiar
Something so all could tell
The elephant was similar
To something they knew well.
They each approached the animal
And grabbed the nearest part
Each one exclaimed aloud
And declared with all his heart
What this wondrous beast was like
Until, in his place
Another man felt the beast
And argued his own case.
It's true the elephant was in part
Like a wall, a fan, a tree,
A spear, a snake, a swinging rope,
But none of them would see
That all were just as right as him
The greatest beauty
of the poet may be found
in this brevity.
A garden centre:
furniture for the garden
and plants for the house.
A manhole cover
pushes the bush sideways,
town versus country.
The cold dark sky,
the ringing of church bells,
the cat is fearful.
Back to Blank
Life Begins, a blank page
We fill it up as we age,
Childhood’s scribbles to adult script,
Biros remember when pens were felt-tipped.
As the page fills with letters,
So our mind is bound in fetters.
Line after line, but at what cost?
Too late we realise our freedom is lost,
The paragraphs that cover the page
Are also the bars that form our cage.
- The Wise Fool
Atlantis
A city lost beneath the waves,
A forest, under seas
People left in watery graves.
Corals replace the trees.
In the streets no children play,
None walk along the the trails,
Instead, there swims a manta ray
Listening to the songs of whales.
Now only lonely fishes lurk
And the lines of lobsters creep
Where once people used to work
Past rooms where they used to sleep.
Though empty windows dolphins go,
On roofs are octopi,
Surface folk never know
The things that down here lie.
ROBOT WARS
Plastic, metal, wood and glass,
Watch the warriors as they pass.
Deadly combat, short on laws,
This, the time for robot wars
Lawnmowers, wheelchairs, bolts and screws,
Who will win and who will lose.
Picks and axes, spikes and saws,
Who can survive the Robot wars?
Flames, grinders, flipper, spikes,
If you're looking for safety, take a hike,
If immobilised, after a hit
You'll soon find yourself in the pit.
My own version of the Myth of Hades and Persephone Persephone was the daughter of Demeter, goddess of fruitfulness. Hades fell in love with her but Zeus knew Demeter would never agree to marry her daughter to the god of the underworld, but he did not want to offend his brother either so he did not answer either way. Hades though to himself that if Zeus had not forbidden the match he snatched her and took her back to the underworld with him. Demeter did not know what had happened to Persephone and neglected her duties while looking for her. The crops failed and people started to starve. Knowing his brother wanted Persephone, Zeus demanded whether he had kidnapped Persephone, Hades admitted he had. Zeus said as long as she had not eaten any food of the dead she could be returned to her mother. Persephone actually quite likes Hades' 'bad boy' image, and learning of Zeus' ruling ate some pomegranate seeds. Hades argued she had eaten underworld food so she should stay while Demeter argued
An alternative view
The guide watched with amusement
As he watched the blind men grope
All around the elephant,
Each one in the hope
Of finding something familiar
Something so all could tell
The elephant was similar
To something they knew well.
They each approached the animal
And grabbed the nearest part
Each one exclaimed aloud
And declared with all his heart
What this wondrous beast was like
Until, in his place
Another man felt the beast
And argued his own case.
It's true the elephant was in part
Like a wall, a fan, a tree,
A spear, a snake, a swinging rope,
But none of them would see
That all were just as right as him
The greatest beauty
of the poet may be found
in this brevity.
A garden centre:
furniture for the garden
and plants for the house.
A manhole cover
pushes the bush sideways,
town versus country.
The cold dark sky,
the ringing of church bells,
the cat is fearful.
Back to Blank
Life Begins, a blank page
We fill it up as we age,
Childhood’s scribbles to adult script,
Biros remember when pens were felt-tipped.
As the page fills with letters,
So our mind is bound in fetters.
Line after line, but at what cost?
Too late we realise our freedom is lost,
The paragraphs that cover the page
Are also the bars that form our cage.
- The Wise Fool
Atlantis
A city lost beneath the waves,
A forest, under seas
People left in watery graves.
Corals replace the trees.
In the streets no children play,
None walk along the the trails,
Instead, there swims a manta ray
Listening to the songs of whales.
Now only lonely fishes lurk
And the lines of lobsters creep
Where once people used to work
Past rooms where they used to sleep.
Though empty windows dolphins go,
On roofs are octopi,
Surface folk never know
The things that down here lie.
ROBOT WARS
Plastic, metal, wood and glass,
Watch the warriors as they pass.
Deadly combat, short on laws,
This, the time for robot wars
Lawnmowers, wheelchairs, bolts and screws,
Who will win and who will lose.
Picks and axes, spikes and saws,
Who can survive the Robot wars?
Flames, grinders, flipper, spikes,
If you're looking for safety, take a hike,
If immobilised, after a hit
You'll soon find yourself in the pit.
In a sleepy north English village
A clutch of goose eggs
Held
Something weird
Adorable hatchlings
That would grow
Quickly
To be feared.
“Um, aren't these hatchlings, dinosaurs?”
“Don't be silly, Bert.”
Capricious, erratic creatures,
You observe the likeness of unknown features,
Condemning, curving your mouth with disdain
For the decorum of oneself shall obey your malicious reign.
The abomination you painted in your narrow mind,
Was no more than an eccentric brother yet to find
Utter compliance you seek,
Yet of vain dejection you only reek.
The enmity that guides your every line
Is but poison you gulped instead of light so divine.
Depart from the ignorance that compels you,
Underneath the deception lies all that is true.
Winter White Remembered by SimonWBeresford, literature
Literature
Winter White Remembered
Munchkin had two speeds
Waddle and zoom
And her sweet little face
Would brighten
Any gloom
She had beautiful eyes
That looked black
But were actually blue
And a bee like tongue
To kiss the nose on you
Her own nose
Like all of her
Was tiny and wee
Yet our love for her
Outweighs
The mightiest sea
She had a cute
Bunny like tail
On her adorable butt
And her whiskers would twitch
And her cheeks she would fill
With treats
Like sunflower seeds and walnut
She could run so fast
She could climb
And she thought she could fly
She had a wonderful life
It's just a shame
That the beautiful die
She was sweet
She was smart
She was brave
Sometimes grumpy