THE MYTH

Post by **hester_prynne** » February 2nd, 2010, 2:22 am

In black fleece hooded cape
I trudge brokenhearted,
past THE MYTH.

Kiss my ass Zeus!
And yo! Venus I say!
Get over your damn self!!!!

Up ahead
the moon lights a snowy
slippery path.

A shiver,
gets stuck in my spine.
A signpost,

shaped like a cheshire grin reads:
What's next little girl?
What's next?

Post by **Arcadia** » February 2nd, 2010, 12:07 pm

oh... those signs!! wild hood...!!! enjoyed!!

Post by **mnaz** » February 26th, 2010, 10:53 pm

Yes, kiss my ass, Zeus. Dig?

What's next is to get past it. Be the master of your myth, and it, not the master of you. Or something like that...

Post by **judih** » February 26th, 2010, 11:12 pm

phat myth city
illusions are so last year
clarity hangs out like a bright sunny day

Post by **panta rhei** » February 27th, 2010, 2:17 pm

hest, this poem is a video clip
in minor heavy metal chord.

dig it!!

Post by **mtmynd** » February 28th, 2010, 4:05 pm

i hear the wail of an old, tarnished trombone in the background.

Post by **theirishsea** » February 28th, 2010, 4:51 pm

Short but strong. A poem with attitude. But vulnerable.

Post by **sweetwater** » March 1st, 2010, 1:20 pm

the moon lights a slippery snowy path

great line

Post by **SmileGRL** » March 5th, 2010, 9:48 am

exactly...what R u doing in my head miss hes???

Post by **saw** » March 6th, 2010, 1:20 pm

what's next is what keeps us interested, ha.....i like the way you receive your messages.....astral -fairytale-mythologically ...cool !

Post by mb » March 6th, 2010, 2:52 pm

cool, wrapping it up with the ageless open question.

Venus is over-rated anyhow. Diana's ever-helpful in the hunt for what's next.

-mb