#mythseries

[eowyn]

Mother, don’t you understand? I made Hades run towards me. He saw my bones underneath, and offered me half his kingdom. Do you really think I ate the fruit u n w i l l i n g l y ?

[eowyn]

mythology series - persephone; goddess of spring, flowers, vegetation and queen of the underworld

[dragonsorphan]

Midnight's Turn by A. E.

Its right hand Crept slowly Gently cradling The nape of her neck Fog Like the traces Of cigar smoke Clouded her eyes Its left hand Wondered along Her clavicle Pausing quickly At the warm, sunken valley Sinking its black teeth Into the slope of her bone

All the world Became a hazy The scent of cold And dead leaves Wafted across Her naked frame And as one day Turned into the next A insignificant marker of time She drifted  Into its dark arms

[dragonsorphan]

First by A. E.

Her first kiss Came from Wind Barreling down From the flat land Across cotton fields And oil rigs It wrapped Its hard arm And rough hands Around the small of her back Crashing against her And before it sped away Chortling madly It bit her bottom lip And for some time She was never quite Kissed the same

[dragonsorphan]

Leviathan by A. E.

Above her breastbone Were inscribed לִויָתָן

Twisted, coiled Sea monster At Hellfire A bar at the edge Of the world Drinking  The water of life Letting it flow Over her wide mouth Eyes Chaotic black and blue As a Humboldt wave Destroying and gobbling Souls  In the lazy twilight

[dragonsorphan]

Struggle by A. E.

She stood Among the fallen Valiant turned To mortal mounds Of torn muscle And bleeding flesh The warriors feet Had tilled the earth As they struggled With demons Resembling Their worst terrors All the mysteries That only awaken At the knell  Of midnight She cast aside Her scorched shield And her pitted helmet Flame licked and beaten She took One ragged breath And to no one She cooed Sleep now  In the fire Be forever born In memories

[dragonsorphan]

Treehouse by A.E.

Her sleep Had never been Peaceful Until she clawed deep Into the Earth's belly And there She made her bed The roots Of the old elm Curled tightly Around her torso Cradling her head Encircling her limbs

[dragonsorphan]

Venus at Rest by A. E.

Caught Venus Falling in the East Cradled her In smokey, scarred arms And she slumbered Until dawn Whisked her away again To spin mystery Through the cold, dark space To woo the dust travelers Again