I 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….
Breathtaking!
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Thank you!!!
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This is greatness Eric. I’ve always loved Greek mythology and this does it so much justice!
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Thank you so much, OP!!!
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Sir Eric on Whisper and the Roar<3
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Sir?
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Absolutely. 🙂
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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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Thank you, Lady Kindra ❤
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You are most welcome, dear! ❤
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Great work, Eric! And on such a beautiful myth.
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on My Sword and Shield…. and commented:
My new piece on Whisper and Roar. So honored to be a part of this page.
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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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Eric the beauty of your writing is beyond mere words of praise. I am left speechless each time I read your poetry. ❤️
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❤ always humbled by your praise, Lady!
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