Lady Promethea

[impoetry]

“Let me do the stupid stuff” 
My opening gambit 
A profound declaration of loyalty 
or a cruel and prophetic waste of whimsy 
If our love wasn’t complete joke I’d worry for the gods lack of humor 

You were an open book 
Many pages begging for entries 
For our future, while we’re young, then old 
Us, the story of love 
Would you believe it’s a fairy tale where they all die in the end?
   

A family, nothing more important 
Not a bad start, agreeably 
Those wonderfully empty pages  
Filled with a boy, a girl, and a dog in tow 
The ink in the pen, though, slick like the devil, and the girl was ready to steal the god’s fire: 

Lady Promethea, 

A myth you might have missed. 
About the girl who ran off with a pure, pure heart 
It belonged to her god’s, of course, her one true blessing. 
Scurried off into the mist, heart in hand, growing oddly heavier as the miles turned to days, and the days turned into cold, manipulative marathons 
What was once so pure, and taken for reasons such might be poison if the wretched, the touch.  

Alone 
For a boy who was Born to Run 
You sure had a way of ignoring  him burying his love in your garden  
wherever the ground you did water 
I can’t help but think the stupidest thing I did was present you with a heart I didn’t think could break  

 

 

Comments

[gunwithoutmusic]

Ahem, ahem... ASAGAAAAA!

This was gorgeous! You have a real way with imagery; I can feel the heartbreak in every word of this, but it's so lush, too, that it's a joy to read.

Really, really good!

[megatronix]

Wow, this is intriguing. I like that it feels like the kind of thing one can read many times to see more and more with each pass. Compelling stuff! I like it! That last line is so sad, and so real. I think the "Scurried off into the mist" line is my favorite, though - I like your word choice and the idea of a heart growing heavier. "cold, manipulative marathons" is interesting when talking about fire, too. Anyway, yes, nice work! :D

[adoptedwriter]

Of my! My ❤️ Breaks just reading this! Hugs.

[bsgsix]

ASAGA!

Love, you rip out my heart with your descriptions and imagery. "A fairy tale where they all die in the end" really got to me - the reality of how things ARE, based upon how we want them to be. (And I caught the Springsteen reference with Born to Run, too.)

This is excellent. Truly.

(So you never again need ask me what to write. You are strong; you have this!) <3

[n3m3sis43]

This feels very personal and yet also relatable. Nice work! <3

[uselesstinrelic]

Hey :> Sorry, I am having a week where this isn't really something I can finish reading, sorry. But I wanted to show you some support and thumbs up. At least I can say it's written well because it inspired many feels pretty quick!

Since it's tagged heartbreak, if it's about you, I'm really, really sorry for any tough times you're having.

Cheers!

[halfshellvenus]

A profound declaration of loyalty
or a cruel and prophetic waste of whimsy
Oh, it feels so different at the end, doesn't it, when instead of being so brave and unafraid of looking foolish, we worry that all we ever WERE was foolish.

I can’t help but think the stupidest thing I did was present you with a heart I didn’t think could break
Ouch! Oh, the pangs. That last line really cuts. :(

[murielle]

That last line is killer. It stopped me cold.

Wow! Wow.

[flipflop_diva]

Oh wow. This was intense. Good but intense. Especially the last line. Wow.

[alycewilson]

“Let me do the stupid stuff” - Couldn't think of a more perfect opening line. Throughout the poem, the emotional honesty laid everything bare in the best possible way. So glad to read your work again, and poetry, no less!