Ode to Persephone

A spring poem wherein my lady (in my mind) is the Spring Goddess

In the faint glow

of fading night

Naiads chase the rising sun.

 

Wood Nymphs sir sleepily

upon pastel boughs

in quiet colored dawn.

 

Their godling mates,

silver tinged in melting moonlight

snore softly.

 

The sun,

brilliant

in tangerine orange

awakens the wind.

 

The hoof thunder of centaurs

drums across

pale green meadows;

 

rousing nymphs

and godlings

to greet April's queen.

 

She comes with the budding day

 sea-green eyes,

 honey-brown hair

dark with dew.

 

She comes

clad in gossamer garments

green and white

astride Her dappled palfrey,

 

blessing all

with the benediction

of Her smile.

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[imawriter]

breathtakingly beautiful.... oh and the line about the sun being tangerine orange.. makes me want fruit... yum...

[Annelise]

I LOVE this. I am a big fan of mythology and Persephone has always been a favorite of mine. You did her justice, it was very lyrical and well written. It feels very surreal.

[Angela]

ahh, transported once again. So lovely. I think you must needs right a book Robert.

[Valentine]

You have written this very well sweetie..Kathie

[SpokenWord]

Very nice visual expressing shared poetically!

[Robin]

visually inspiring , your goddess should be smiling

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

gorgeous mythology laced gem~ beautiful imagery~