A Classical Grecian Day

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Inspired by the Beethoven's 6th Symphony (The Pastoral) as interpreted in the 1940 Disney film 'Fantasia', I wanted to present a day in idealized classical Greece as an interplay between gods and mankind. ...A playful mini-play in four parts.

.........A Classical Grecian Day

............Aurora Triumphant

The tides surge 'pon unhearing ear
and nightbird wings the airs unseen;
trees moan beneath the sea-borne wind
(cool as death) upon the mountain face
whose stony crags of snow-capped grace
look down on sea and peaceful land,
mute witness in the Stygian black
that fate yet holds its' pact with life.

But false mirror reflects Hadesā€™ domain,
in foretaste of his one-day due.
Then hold:  Aurora's blush denies that claim!

............A Chariot Ablaze

Apollo's steeds leap 'cross the skies;
in foam-flecked grandeur they strain
............................................................and toil
upon the curtain of shadow to raise,
that undying and mortal alike might praise
the cosmos of splendor before their eyes,
revealed in radiance of myriad shade;
upon the temple of earth they play,
a frenzied dance of life and light
with quick'ning pace throughout the day,
as chariot peaks its' arcing course
and crack of whip starts downward race!

............Bacchanalian Gambol

A pause in time to refresh and feast!
that reveler's song may begin anew;
then on to the tune of the pipes of Pan!
and the carefree spirit of god and man
in youthful zeal 'pon the bountiful earth
may play and frolic and toast to fate
that weaves this day with golden thread
upon rich tapestry of wealth untold;
such vibrant hue that none be able
to rue this day for gracing time,
as Apollo draws his steeds to stable.

............Morpheus Embraces

Dusk sets in, while to the west
bright Phoebus' kiss of light does wane.
A smile beams its' last proud glow,
as mighty will gives way to rest.
For now ascends Diana's bow
as darkness weaves a lover's cloak,
and gods parade on starry course,
while Dionysus sooths the souls of those
who wish a change of rhyme and scheme
and then to tread the path of dream,
to dwell in realm of fancy.

by Steven P. Pody
Excerpted from 'The Panoptikon'

Submitted: November 17, 2020

© Copyright 2021 Steven P. Pody. All rights reserved.

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