from 'Myrene'

Just for fun. I thought that it would be amusing to add this nasty little bit of scribbling that I wrote years ago.

Just to show that I am not always sweetness and light...

Yes, Steve, you will be surprised to learn that even I have feet of clay.

from 'Myrene'

They bound ribbons round my temples

And the air was sweet with the scent

Of the crushed flowers that lay

Beneath our feet.

Triumphal returning from where

Sullen crowds watched as I rode;

Hair thickly matted on those temples

Blood and sweat mingled,

Coursing down my face

And the stench of death

From a country prostrate

Beneath my heel.

They say that when we offered

Thanks to the Gods

And smoke hung heavy over

The city not yet awake,

A black bitch that had preceded

Us into battle turned upon her mate

And killed him.

Then with the blood still on

Her muzzle, she whelped.

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tillsontitan 3 years ago from New York

Now that is certainly a departure, albeit an interesting one. Hail the fallen conqueror! As anything you do is, this is well done.

Voted up and interesting.


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Twilight Lawns 3 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

tillsontitan, thank you, than you for your very kind words.

I'll have to put off standing against a cold brick wall and having refuse thrown at me for another day, at this rate.

Greatly appreciated.


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Minnetonka Twin 3 years ago from Minnesota

This certainly a different piece from you but I like it. We all have the need to let out our darker parts. I loved it. Hit many buttons. I think you should do more of this darker poetry. I find when I write like this, It just feels good because by day I am very loving and friendly. LOL


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Twilight Lawns 3 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you, Twin. I got a lick out of it and, frankly, I have considered adding bits and pieces to it when I feel somewhat sinister or whatever.

The Cat next door will be pleased. She's sick of getting a kicking whenever I'm in a black mood.

Thanks for the support. I really appreciate it.


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drbj 3 years ago from south Florida

Not always sweetness and light, Ian? Would never have guessed. Who knew? Verrrry interesting!


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Twilight Lawns 3 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

drbj, thank you so much for showing me where I made the typo (Or was it a Freudian Slip?). I have never been to a Prom, but I have heard that they can be quite hectic... Please note, only you and I, DRBJ (in caps because I love you so much for the help) will know what this comment is all about.

Just had a look on your hubs and saw the interview with Beethoven... I'm off to relish in your work.

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