posted on April 22, 2012 at 4:25 pm

a garden enclosed by tiny rivulets

an archetype as we all are

tragic burdened hero crashes on isle of whispers

wise proud ageing impulsive

determined to listen to those screaming sirens

lying with sorceresses  in nymphaea

wandering the hostile shores of basalt islands

taking birth again and again in some ionian loop

sunblasted and subtly broken

a female goddess i imagine somehow protects me

i am found by the winkled pool gazing out to sea

i am found washed up in illyria and in xanadu

i am found in the bed of sea grass matting

where heavenly hands mend my seething scars

the images of dead companions adorn dreams

they call out to me

beware…!

the shades of great men

ghosts of trojans and women

achilles among dead healers

all fading fading

their minds already gone

at dawn i awake

light and sleep have no truck on the living island

flowers to be adored

my little familiar spirit the child face accompanies me

she evaporates with the morning mist as sun comes down

crabs scurry in the sea spray

the sky has become cerulean blue at midday

i forget myself sometimes

dazzled in phoebus’ rays ‘pon cracked rock

searching in the brine for an unknown thing

at night nepenthe freely swilled

we celebrate the full moon with masque and gamble

we sacrifice kids on wisdoms altar …athene so stern and unwavering

her brown eyes glare at me in visions that burn my eye

you must be a fool

the african slave drove artemis’ impala over the cliff

i hold a torch to another city but i bring heat not light

i have nothing else to compare my life to

only the seven mile  beach

only the seven year night

only the seven heavens above or below

zeus the thunderer the jealous god the playboy bastard

not even he is free from crushing anxiety

his codependency on his fretful grievous wife

he is in chains he is checked and contained

but still finding time appearing in disguise…

ah he cares nothing for me

i dont even know how free i want to be

but who will save me save me from myself

where does it go wrong so long into a song?

 

 

 

16 Responses to “see which burns fastest”

  1. avatar
    Chris | 22 April 2012 at 5:13 pm #

    Luminous and captivating. You have the muse, man.

  2. avatar
    Anonymous | 22 April 2012 at 6:11 pm #

    What’s a ‘winkled pool’?

  3. avatar
    colette | 22 April 2012 at 7:56 pm #

    Pleased to see humanity in Zeus. Does even he feel in his Achilles heel?

  4. avatar
    hellbound heart | 22 April 2012 at 8:24 pm #

    the wonderful thing about leaving it a few days since my last visit to your universe is that there’s so much to catch up on…..
    blessed be…..
    love always…..

  5. avatar
    . | 22 April 2012 at 9:31 pm #

    a young boy bound in rope & chains
    talks with a girl trapped in a cage
    forgotten by their captors day after day,
    find rest & peace in each other’s company
    “it seems like we’ve been here for centuries”
    marooned by the fickle gods for their heresy
    and insuffucient prayers and their mortality
    “but it was them who made us” they state most plainly
    “yet we’re condemned for being us” they cry out angrily
    and some fishes raise their heads above the shining sea
    and call out to the couple to have faith most certainly
    “hang on, for you shall be liberated soon enough, you’ll see,
    for even the gods have gods who bring order to chaos and tragedy,
    and they shall be corrected for their crimes against humanity”
    magnificent, tiny orbs floated about them most peacefully
    while manna rained down to calm their hunger and uncertainties
    and they saw sails in the distance

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 22 April 2012 at 11:47 pm #

    Wow !!!!
    So exceeding each day by day…what’s going on in that mind of yours ????
    Again….Brilliant !!!!

    Darrin JK

  7. avatar
    evilren | 23 April 2012 at 12:15 am #

    Nice read, lovely picture.

  8. avatar
    andy | 23 April 2012 at 2:05 am #

    mellencholia of the highest order!

  9. avatar
    crazy pony | 23 April 2012 at 9:11 am #

    you’re makin me dizzy

  10. avatar
    Anonymous | 23 April 2012 at 5:50 pm #

    Yeah but did you see any noahs?

  11. avatar
    anonymous | 23 April 2012 at 8:27 pm #

    Who’s the babe in the photo?

  12. avatar
    CAth Meeson | 24 April 2012 at 11:56 am #

    Steve, Steve Steve,
    This begs to live and breath on stage,and it don’t need to be conventional . Wanderings with the muse in landscapes unknown, Why not do something with your pictures and music and words, synthesis!
    amongst surreal lights and props, supporting characters, imagery and projections, or not, many ways to suggest, I am learning. Parallel worlds, Why have you never considered little movies? so much imagery, would manifest, so much world bridging……take people there in outer space as well as in:) I call it The Theatre of Dreams

    Van Park showed me you could do it……most marvy.
    you are a great mirror dear Steve, inspiring as always,
    a Siren from the North.

  13. avatar
    plumlady | 25 April 2012 at 7:50 am #

    Who is the beautiful lady behind you…is she alive or is that a painting….

  14. avatar
    Once | 30 April 2012 at 6:21 am #

    I know, pl…was just thinking that…she’s utterly, hauntingly perfect. Love you sm.

    The 2 of you together practically combust. Dig this photo.

    🙂


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