Introducing Eric Syrdal: Ariadne…

waterhouse_ariadneI have seen her

The Aegean sea
in her hair

Her warm skin
kissed
in the Mediterranean sun

Her supple hands
that spun the crimson thread
that bore a hero through
to kill the beast of the labyrinth

but what hero is this?
that leaves
such a vessel of
valor and courage
wrapped in womanly flesh?

as she slumbers in peace
doth the rogue
take flight to the waves
and away with her heart
steal the morning light
from her eyes

were I born
of likeness to brave Dionysus
and to seek the favor
of Olympus

Receive the blessing
to woo, her

Then should She
not shed tears
to find her heart stolen away
while in the world of dreams

no
say not
what they would have us believe

Athena did not
in her manner of reason
lead Theseus away

Nay,
he left her
alone..
thankless knave!

and though
she lives now
on that great mountain
above humanity

Her ear
will bend to me

For her heart
and mine
are linked by a common thread

for just when we
were thought safe to slumber
we awoke instead
to a broken heart
and a leaving tide

under the sky of Naxos
we lost everything

and so

I will wait for her

and she will one day
hear my voice

and I will one day
look down

and at my feet
will be her crimson ball of yarn

and on that day

Labyrinths will fail
and Minotaurs will fall

and she will save me too


Eric Syrdal is an independent poet/author. He’s an avid gamer and Sci-Fi enthusiast. He enjoys reading science fiction and fantasy literature and spends a great deal of his writing time focused in those genres. He is from New Orleans, Louisiana, where he lives with wife and two children.  You can read more Eric’s writing at My Sword and Shield….

 

21 thoughts on “Introducing Eric Syrdal: Ariadne…

      1. No offense intended. Was just trying to understand whether he was knighted, a Dom or something else. My friend Dorinda calls me Sir Walt, and a lot of the female bloggers from India call me sir because I’m an old man.

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  1. No offense intended. Was just trying to understand whether he was knighted, a Dom or something else. My friend Dorinda calls me Sir Walt, and a lot of the female bloggers from India call me sir because I’m an old man.

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