For You

Posted: January 28, 2014 in Poetry
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“There comes a time when you have to stop crossing oceans for people who wouldn’t jump puddles for you.” – Anon.

 

I would have

Like Medea

Cut my brother into pieces and

Scattered his remains

 

I would have

Like Cronus

Eaten my own

Children

 

I would have

Like Icarus

Flown toward the sun

With waxed wings

 

I would have

Like Sisyphus

Pushed the boulder

Up the hill forever

 

I would have

Like Prometheus

Stolen the gods’

Fire

 

I would have

Like Ajax

Fallen upon

My own sword

 

I would have

If only you had

Crossed that puddle

For me.

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Comments
  1. Being a mythology fan, you had me at “Medea.” Beautiful poem, strong and fascinating.

  2. meecha vatwe says:

    I find the combination of the myths you’ve chosen for this to be quite fascinating. Some labors of pride, some of love, it made for an interesting debate in my head. Thank you for sharing–it’s beautiful.

  3. Phen Weston says:

    Very clever. I love that you are willing to do all these monumental myths for your love and all you want in return is a ‘puddle’ crossed. Some times love is exactly like that, you’ve captured it’s essence perfectly.

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