Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Temple of Apollo



With your drop dead gorgeous looks
You seduce them, one by one
Yet no one knows or has a clue,
Remaining forever enchanted by your charms,
As you cajole and captivate
Ensnared inside your spell, stay fascinated, they do
Can a human look into the depths of hell?
And live to tell the tale?

Of he and she, exclusively
Hypnotic dreams, yet obscured,
Tied in a knot of pining hot
Passionate allure,
Each one certain she’s the chosen
Lost in love’s romantic high,
Seeking answers spoken
Unaware they’re all returned
By none other than,
The oracle of Delphi …

I, the priestess watch outside that shrouded veil
With portentous will and snickering shrills,
Exhaling sorrow into their worlds
Quietly now, I have to laugh and roll,
Keep my hand close, won't let this slip away
Can’t let those poor souls know,
They’ve sought the answer to their questions
From the Oracle of Apollo ...


by: ajs

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Bravo! This is a well written poem. The cadence flows smoothly and with great rhythm. The rich imagery is alluringly magnificent. The style in this romantic poem is not your usual “bleeding heart” presentation though, for in this creation you have given the persona much strength as she observes love shenanigans while at the same time capturing the essence of love in its varying manifestations. Oh, absolutely wonderful indeed, such maturity shown, in so many gorgeous ways, in the writing of this romantic poem. You have captured my attention, absolutely and kept me there with your profound use of Greek mythology in this write which strengthen the premise that true love can with stand the test of time. This is indeed a classic love poem in which you have shown great facility in crafting it. The read was most enjoyable. Thank you for sharing your artistry.

...Paterika

Anonymous said...

by alisajs

Ahah!!..See!! I told you ..you have talent..lol. This IS diffferent , and it flows and grows and shows your abilities that need to excel beyond that signature
Alisa...Way to make this a workshop, young lady..keep it rolling : ) Fandamntastic!!

PJM

Anonymous said...

What a fantastic variation on your usual theme my fine and fair poetess! Quite refreshing indeed... Great use of mythological metaphor herein Alisa. Worshiping false Gods that ignore their parishioners can be very unsatisfying, lol. Seek a more earthly lover my friend, some one who may wallow in the mud, but at least reciprocate your affections! Well done doll, your friendly neighborhood Poetic Knight./Chris

Anonymous said...

This is different for you...I like it! I see you moving a bit out of your comfort zone and stretching a bit...Don't lose that signature Alisa style, though, I love that too! Wonderful write!
...violetcove

Anonymous said...

Only God can see hell.
He put it there to stay.
And all them lost are evil.
I am shur they will not be alone.
At least they do not have
to pay the heating bill.
That is a fixed price! HEE HEE!
You do up nice poem!
LOVE ~ SUNDAY!

Anonymous said...

Wow!! this is quite an incredible piece you've written. from the very first line your words just drew this reader in. grabbing my attention and left me begging for more. Loved It!! Love David