opal jasper, #6: poem 7

[sunfright]

Title: POEM 7
Author: S. / sunfright
Color: Opal Jasper, #6: thunder and lightning.
Styles & supplies: Postcard, panorama, gesso, resin, pastels.
Story: Polyanaktides
Wordcount: ~190
Rating: Gen
Warnings: N/A.
Summary: Imagine it was Gorgo's poetry that survived the ages, rather than Sappho's, exhibit seven.
Notes: Also an entry for genprompt_bingo's round 26, prompt: powerful. Link to card.

POEM 7



All, even the gods, came out the womb
Of their mother only to be the bringers of doom
For their father and the past generations;
It is with great fanfare and many acclamations
That time, the forward-mover, overthrows the king.


Yet, it is not of time alone that I shall sing:
Zeus, the Heavenly Father, reigns by thunderbolt
And by a reputation of unafraid assault.
He is the starter of wars, the Titans can acclaim,
But also for the strike that ends all war is he to blame.


So, young ones of this nation, if you hesitate
To rise up against your elders who pressure you to mediate,
Then remember how Zeus overtook Cronus,
And forced him to expel his siblings into the nowness.
Such is the way of life: in with the new, out with the old.


Even this aging poetess will soon be pulled
Into the Underworld where all past is forever trapped,
The future by my pupils tenderly ruled and kept.
I do not see defeat, when I observe those who will follow me,
Rather, this I declare: how glad I am to be at your mercy.

Comments

[thisbluespirit]

Ooh, I like this one! And it's such an interesting stance for the poet to take as well.

[sunfright]

Thank you! I thought it was pretty interesting to write as well.

[bookblather]

Oh, that last line hits like a punch, but in a good way.