Aphrodite's Grief

Kevin Michael Bloor

The soldiers grieved for Adonais, dead,
bewailed his beauty, from his body bled.
Then all those savage sons stowed swords and shields
and swore they’d no more fight on foreign fields.
Their hearts were moved, but did not break or quake;
They stared at him, as if he was awake,
like Hector or Achilles, bold and brave
or Christ, the king of love, who all men crave.
They parted though, like sea, when goddess came.
For one true love, she shared with them the same
heart-wrenching, but as she passed by them slow,
towards her Adonais with her woe;
they wept and tore their chain-mail: all the host!
For Aphrodite’s grief hurt them the most.
  • Author: Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 2nd, 2021 02:59
  • Comment from author about the poem: my feeble attempt at a tragic sonnet 
  • Category: Reflection
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  • L. B. Mek

    beautiful!
    there's a stark quality that I can't help
    but relate to Euripides
    the way, he too exposed the monstrosity of war
    to his fellow Grecian's (during war)
    except your words, explore the suffering and oppression
    of womankind in general, I think..?
    still, such an engaging read
    liked the way you weaved
    mythology with theology, with purpose
    added a lot of depth
    to what interpretive meaning
    we readers have to play around with
    really well executed, thank you for sharing



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