Used Lover Blues (1)

An Epicurean Aegean Odyssey

In a time of epic turmoil

and unsurpassable bliss

I had this diaphanous lover

a fair goddess

from far off Mount Olympus

Was it all that wrong?

Upon her golden lyre

she knew just how to play

my favourite song

setting my heart on fire

with unquenchable desire

for her heavenly body

all night long

But then …
against all reason
and cosmic rhyme
she done me like a crime
Now it seems
she haunts my dreams
and the days
are way too long
But tell me … what can you do
when you ain’t that strong?
Lord … I’m tired
of paying these dues
them used lover blues
Her mythology
is all Greek to me
Was the pounding
on Chaos’s anvil
the sheer scope
of a falsified scandal
more than any mere mortal
could ever hope to handle?

Back on the farm
she burnt down my barn
A flame of nature
Zeus’s warlike daughter
my Olympian lover
Athena by name
She did me like a Greek tragedy
It’s a Grecian crying shame
“God bless you”, she said
“I meant you no harm.”
After stealing my best horse
the one that wasn’t lame
Always the centre of attention
playing that winning victim game
“I was just a slave
on his plantation!”
Her claim to fleeting fame?
Such a shame
since she once
dared to ride that horse
the unbroked stallion
that could never be tamed
But after shredding
my ageing portrait
she had me stretched out
on the canvas
of a blame game
then hung up and framed
Those qualities l most admire
an open mind and an open heart
seemed forever extinguished
in a baptism of fire

Athena
Zeus’s warlike daughter
now on the loose
in a two piece
gold plated bathing suit
riding Pegasus
from the depths of Hades
to the summit
of Mount Olympus
Driven with no satisfaction
in the getting of a given
A golden key
to a golden door
of a golden mansion
upon a golden shore
After running the course
with that Trojan horse
like a one eyed Cyclops
on ice at the Olympics
she had me repeatedly
golden fleeced
In spite of my chemically
enhanced performance

Titans in the pit
… moshing
The Sirens backing
a band of Myrmidons
with Achilles in the lead
In an age
when all the rage
was Pagans gone cruising
Jason and a boat load
of three hundred
or so Spartans
partying on the Island
of Mykonos
(Where, believe it or not
the Centaurs are hot to trot)
get set for departing
Breaking out of the Aegean
This could end in glory
… or loss?
Argonauts brought to nought?
Drifting face down
to the bottom of the ocean?
Hercules hitching a ride
with Ulysses sailing
the ancient Mediterranean
Drifting
along the Spanish shore
In no particular hurry
where Salvador Dali
is painting
the fishermen
with Poseidon and Glaucus
tuna fishing
From Ithaca to Troy
the fleet of Aristotle Onassis
finally arriving
“He wouldn’t launch
a thousand ships for me!”
… Jackie O. keeps muttering
Aristotle’s philosophical
response … “I know nothing!”

The words of advice from
wise Ulysses to young Achilles
on the day of the Trojan landing
are as following;

“Achilles, you always seem to be
in a hurry to be somewhere else.
Take a deep breath,
be in the present,
in the presence of the pantheon
of Olympic mindfulness.
Now go and play nice
with Hector and Paris,
and don’t go parading about
taking selfies
down the Champs Elysees.
Who do you think you are?
Ares, the god of war himself?!
And keep away from Persia,
you know, Iraq and Iran,
and even Afghanistan.
They appreciate not
a pagan invasion.
No matter how stupid,
misguided,
… and well meaning.
There’s a Persian Gulf
between you and them
of which you have
zero understanding.
So Achilles,
don’t go playing the hero,
and as for you,
Alexander of Macedonia,
it would be great
if you too were listening.”

These words recorded
as carved into the marble
decorating the Parthenon
Later to be stolen
by “Screaming” Lord Elgin
and buried in the basement
of a British museum
giving rise to the Yassou Blues
played on a Bouzouki
in true grecian freestyle fashion
Perhaps we should all
take the time for a while
to read and heed
before launching a war
looking for those elusive
weapons of mass destruction?

From Ithaca to Troy
and somehow
despite the Titans attacking
miraculously back again
(That’s what you do when
writing your own story,
you portray yourself
the hero true … don’t you?!)
Forgetting all about Helen
And a pity about Achilles
It’s the brad pitts … sadly
Thunderclap Achilles
And The Myrmidons
shall never return
to the Las Vegas Hilton

An odd journey
this epic odyssey
from Mighty Aphrodite
to Miss Apple Pie
With the occasional detour
pursued by a Minotaur
along the rocky coast of Ithaca
All the while asking …
Why should I even try?
I just can’t tell
since I fell under the spell
of Zeus’s warlike daughter
Then left to rust
face down in the dust
Needs is a must
with a dying thirst
for a needle thrust
of that Morpheus dream elixir
A wedding gift from Athena
Zeus’s mischievous daughter

( . . . to be continued 😎)

~ by David B Redpath © 2018-2021

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‘Ulysses and the Sirens’
~ by J.W.Whitehouse

“Life is too short for the
indulgence of animosity.”
~ Sir Walter Scott

51 thoughts on “Used Lover Blues (1)”

    1. Not unless you’re wearing a mask 😷
      but that kind of defeats the purpose.
      Yes, despite all his misadventures,
      Ulysses did possess some good
      old fashioned common sense, so
      desperately in short supply among
      today’s world leaders.

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  1. Oh the Greek tragedy unfolds. Be forewarned never ever miss with a woman, especially a war goddess, who will lay waste with every step you take, in your travels east, where sand storms await. 😎

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    1. Thanks for boarding the Odysseus.
      Homer has been hard at work
      doing his iliad homework, so
      not long to wait. I suspect that
      sailing with Jason, aboard the
      Argo, wouldn’t be any safer.
      I promise, sooner or later, we’ll
      get back to Ithaca 😎

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      1. Oh an emoticon riddle. Lessee. *thinks* You are saying, “I pray for rainbows and sunshine and night time and campfires and palm trees where the sand is beautiful and warm and I am so cool! ” I nailed it, right? ♥.

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      2. Empathically yes!
        I just spent the last month in a
        tropical paradise on the north
        eastern Australian coast. But
        then I stoopidly returned to the
        southern most ice and frost 🥶
        Alas, the southern hemispherical
        Summer is still a few months
        away 🌞

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    1. Thanking you most effusively, John,
      I have, on occasion, been told that
      my febrile imagination is strictly out
      of bounds, but never in such a highly
      complimentary fashion 😎

      Like

      1. pleasure, David: the imagination is like a wild horse: it is meant to be unbridled and to gallop free ; or to use a childhood reference —but ah, that may be topic of my next post 🙂

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      2. I’m still in the literary nursery, John,
        learning to ride a rocking horse 🐴
        But I’m hoping that by reading
        copious quantities of Longfellow,
        and Wordsworth, whilst waiting to
        see dentist, bears some results 😎

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      3. I tried Jack Kerouac
        just for a light snack
        but ended up
        flat on my back
        in Mexico city
        listening to Doctor Sax
        with Maggie Cassidy
        and some dharma bums
        who stole all my money 😪

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  2. Goodness David have you been on holiday too long. Where have you gone? Wow you took us down quite the ride dear friend. Some pretty great humor included. Nicely done, your muse has taken you to far off places. Great read. You two take care of each other. Hugs and love to you both, Joni

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    1. Thanks for taking the trip, Joni 🙏
      and I trust you strapped yourself
      safely in ⛵🌪️
      Linda keeps me around as she
      finds my tales of brave Ulysses
      greatly amusing. Especially when
      it comes to the Used Lover Blues,
      as she’s walked a country mile
      in those blue suede shoes ❣️
      But love on the Rock keeps
      the ball 🏀 rockin ‘ and rollin’ 😎

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      1. You spin an excellent story my friend. I like you sense of humor too. It sounds like you two have a great time together. That is a blessing these days. I know you appreciate her and vice versa.
        You two behave yourself and don’t get in any trouble. Love and big southern hugs to you both. ❤️🤗💕😘Joni

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    1. A neo-classical thank you, Basilike.
      Sending all my love to Athens 💜
      Despite the fact that Athena burnt
      down my barn, I’m sure she’s not
      the pyromaniac trying to set fire
      to the Parthenon. I suspect that
      might be Zeus himself ⚡ as he’s
      not a fan of all this global warming.

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      1. Take care out there, Basilike 💜
        Things are getting extreme when
        the snow melts on Mount Olympus
        and turns into a raging torrent. yet
        the Acropolis is being threatened
        by Hades’ fire.

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  3. A truly epic poem, David.
    I love all the Greek mythological references and throwing them in the midst of current geopolitical trouble spots as well.
    I appreciate your bringing in Athena who has always been my favourite Greek deity.
    I remember as a kid in elementary school having numerous dreams where I was making out with Athena.
    This shows two things:
    1) I’ve always been excessively horny
    and
    2) I seem to have a thing for goddesses.

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    1. Thanks Christopher 🙏
      That hornification would seem
      to be an elementary symptom
      of being a school boy 😎
      Your Grecian fixation gives a
      classical dimension to an age
      old problem 🍆
      My singular problem was Athena
      insisting on being the perpetual
      virgin 🤔 🕶️

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