Wednesday, January 25, 2017

New God of the Rising Sun I: Demeter

Arise! Awaken!
Lady, the earth has shaken!

The earth split, ripe
fruit beneath my feet.

As demeter watched upon
pomegranates, I watched upon sweet

Eyes which only then turned to look,
once at the closer, available, unripe fruit.

Rise! Awaken!
Lady, the thunder's stricken!

A child chasing a crow,
prey bird praying to be preyed upon.
Song to coo to caw.

The wind cold and heavy,
the breath sick and sad.
The ribs giving way to the un-derstand.

Escaping from the kind grasp that I must bite
 through, for I cannot stand.

Then I rose, awakened.
For the Lady my the earth had shaken.


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