Read Write Poem NaPoWriMo Prompt #20 - The Hero Poem
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KRONOS 2
Swallowed a child, he did
then another and another
swallowed a polished stone, unbeknown, he did
ruminated upon it, marinated it
stewed it in his belly
until it was pockmarked,
scarred with thought.
Swallowed a knife, he did
pondered its presence for a long while
until his thoughts fostered our thoughts.
Sliced his belly open, we did
him looking like a male seahorse giving birth
his body a Trojan frame
pouring forth children and the stonework
for their new fortress home.
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Waddled about, he did
a pockmarked stone resting upon his feet
keeping it close as he wandered
near the warmth of the fire.
Stared up at the stars, he did
watching them dangle from their stellar threads
the bowl of sky, dark and distant.
Traced the scar on his belly, he did
slowly and ever so slowly
longing for the children
whose names are engraved upon the stone.
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I could have easily titled this "Father" for it represents the sacrifices that my father made for me, and the sacrifices his father made for him, and so on for generations past. These men are my heroes.
2 comments:
Like this quite a bit. Very well done. Pacing is perfect.
Tina, thank you. This began as something completely different and begged to take this form. I had to comply.
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