Note on prior entry

[ezekielsdaughter]

Blast it, I did forget that I wanted to write more cheery poems!  However, what was I to do when the title of the picture was "Charon"? 

I wonder if Persephone could write a cheery poem about Hades--once she got accustomed to her commute between Earth and her new home?  That's a thought.

Persephone Speaks

 

 

When at last he calls
Mother always weeps.  She is
full of chilling rains and wet sighs of wind.
But I am only too glad to remove my garments of green
drop them for the red and gold that favor my darker hue.
My mother calls herself the goddess of grain
but it is at my will that wheat goldens into harvest.
Ceres dallies with Bacchus in the fields, but
grapes do not ripen until I give word.
I was not satisfied with circlets of flowers
after Hades crowned me with black diamonds.

Charon,
hasten I beg you. 
Find your way safely from the River Styx
to this quiet bayou.
Bring my childhood to an end;
return
me to my King.