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 © 2018-2022
‘Ulysses and the Sirens’
~ by J.W.Whitehouse
“Life is too short for the
indulgence of animosity.”
~ Sir Walter Scott
I think the advice of Ulysses to Achilles still holds true today:
And don’t go parading about
taking selfies
down the Champs Elysees.
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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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That’s for sure. Right reason and good sense are in very short supply these days.
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All except me and you … and I think
I even have doubts about you, Liz? 😎
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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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Despite his fear and trepidation,
brave Ulysses just never learns.
Some may call him dumb, but …
where’s the fun in staying home
all alone when there’s a whole
Mediterranean of drama to roam?
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Looking forward to reading the next leg of the journey…
I’ve studied Greek mythology…some fascinating tales there.
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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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I have always enjoyed sailing…or will they be oaring? 🧐😊
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No galley slaves aboard Odysseus,
so if you’re ever becalmed you’ve
gotta paddle yourself, so to speak 😎
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Too lazy…I’ll lay around until the wind picks up again. 😆
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Always plenty to do on an
Aegean pleasure cruise KT ⛵
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I’ll work on my tan. 😎
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I take it this girl was Greek?
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A stateless goddess
created to impress
in a state of undress
who kicked the bliss
out of my bucket list 😎
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Well, can’t argue, You-dysseus have it rough… but it beats the crap out of Job’s sitrep… at least your calamities come with adventures.
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Adventure tourism was all the rage
in an age when men wore togas
and the gods were maliciously
capricious. Thanks for your most
agreeable comment, RS 😎
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A rollicking, frolicking fun read. Looking forward to the next. ♥.
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A rockin’ rollin’ thank you, Niki 🙏
A frolic through the aftermath
of a Trojan holocaust is being
forcast for the next broadcast 😎
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=) You’re so good at that! ♥.
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🙏 🌈🌅⛵🏝️💛😎
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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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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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Glad I got the riddle right, but sorry you’re not longer in paradise. Memories of sun and fun will have to do until winter’s done. Sending warm hugs! =) ♥.
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David, your imagination knows no bounds, with a magnificent mixture of the sacred and profane, the stately mellifluous and the vibrant vernacular 🙂
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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 😎
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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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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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Lol . may i suggest , David, a less ambitious literary diet ? one with less bloat 🙂
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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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life is full of such moments, David: if you can weather Wordsworth and Longfellow, you can weather anything 🙂
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford.
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👍🙏👌
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♾️ 🙏 😎
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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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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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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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I loved your Davidiad, especially the advice to Achilles and Alexander. I ll be waiting for the next rhapsody.
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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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Or could it be someone sitting in that building called The Parliament? I don’t know. The fact is, we are burning.
Love and smiles for you ❤️
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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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I will ❤️
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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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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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awesome
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Thank you, Abdul ⭐ 😎
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He doesn’t have a ‘rection in pic. What’s going on?……
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Modesty, Don.
But plenty of ruction
in post production,
like one of them
alien abductions 👽
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Well done with this rhyming verse…..
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You are quite the poet David! I liked this line….
Her mythology
is all Greek to me
Was the pounding
on Chaos’s anvil
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Thank you very much, Dwight.
Poetry is also a mystery to me.
Where it comes from and where
it goes, nobody truly knows 🤔
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yes, I agree!
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I read Ulysses, and also Illiad and Odessy by homer. Epic🖤🖤
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For some some good old inspiration,
the classics of antiquity just can’t be
beaten, Yam 😎👍
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Agreed
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AHHHH!!! I had so much fun reading this outloud. I committed to it and with raised voice (after a glass of wine) recited it loudly with my deck door open! My neighbours were sprinkled upon and blessed with words from afar! I think I did this with Your second version as well (yes I read things backwards! 🤣) and remember having just as much fun but didn’t tell You I shared it loudly! 😃 Your speed train poetry makes my heart pound and this time around You gifted gut laughs here and there. You have a unique voice. Absolutely awesome!!! Thank You, David!!! Cheers and Rock on!!! 😃💖🙏🏼💕🥂
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Your gracious words regarding my
apocryphal poem are appreciated
greatly, Katy 🙏 On a cautionary
note, when I attempted to read
those words out aloud, with just
a full 🌕 moon for an audience,
Athena herself manifested and
began to chastise me severely 🛠️
for betraying her confidence, and
accusing me of telling half truths.
My only defence was if I told the
whole truth no one would believe
me. Her response was atomic 💥
but don’t worry, I’m well on the
way to recovery 🤕 💐
After a pantheon of misdirection
true love has finally found me 💞
and that’s no mythology 😎 💛
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AHHHHH and YES!!! I am well acquainted with the most MAGNIFICENT ATHENA!!! I have quite a thing for Greek mythology and have painted a few of the God’s and Goddesses in my own voice….as they come to me to be painted. The bright pink haired woman on my header is Aphrodite. She came to me green with a pink afro. I dunno. 🤣 So I call her afro-dite. I’ve painted her twice very big! And as I type this I’m sitting beside my almost 10 foot tall painting of Athena and her owl. She’s deciding whether or not to smite us. There are tears in her eyes but a smile on her lips. She’s hearing the report, dangling Zues’s sphered thunderbolt gently on a chain between her fingers. I call the painting “in counsel’. Here’s the link! You’ll laugh at this! When it first came to me (these things truly aren’t intellectual for me!) that I was going to paint her I had it in my mind that I’d have her and her owl sitting sharing a bottle of beautiful wine in outside of a French Cafe. As soon as I started painting, she said, “I don’t think so.” I just started painting and the link I’m sending You is what came out. I love it. It’s huge and this picture doesn’t give it justice! But she read Your comment over my shoulder and burst out laughing!!! 🤣 Ok. I’m not all the way crazy…she didn’t really…..or DID she?!!! Mwah ha ha ha haaaaa!!!! Huge hugs and Cheers!!! 😃💕🤗 Sorry to make You work for this if You click the link, but she’s the 33rd painting down. Loving that!!! 🙏🏼https://www.blissbaitart.com/fine-art
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“Everything you can imagine is real.”
~Pablo Picasso
“Some realities are higher than others,
so best try to stay high, naturally.”
~ Me 😎
I must confess, after all that Goddess
of Warfare has put me through, I now
prefer Aphrodite the best, especially
in iridescent green 💚
Plus that pink mane would drive any
poor mortal man insane 💗😎 I was
particularly taken by your painting,
“Yours For The Taking”. I could just
see Picasso standing next to Athena,
exclaiming, “¡Hermosa!” ❤️👍
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AHHHHHH!!! Well, alrighty then!!! 😃 Thank You so very much for checking out my paintings, David! And for Your kind words!!! I’ve been in such a holding pattern during all these shifts in my life. It’s funny….most days I just absolutely refuse to paint…but I know I’ll start again. You just gifted many smiles! Thank You!!! And You’ll laugh: a male friend of mine seriously wanted to buy ‘afro-dite paints the town’. His wife was having none of it. She couldn’t envision a huge, naked, pink afro-ed green Goddess on her wall…I get it! 🤣 So she told him if I painted her a large, smiling sunflower he could buy it. So that’s how ‘yours for the taking’ was born. When I finished it; they didn’t want it but I was fine with that! I absolutely love it! It rules over my living room with Athena and makes me smile daily so that’s fine! Loving that it made You (and Picasso’s ghost and Athena 😅) smile as well! Seriously, thank You for taking the time! Sending hugs Y’alls way!!! 🤗💕😊
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My pleasure, Katy 🙏💐
( …. Most Curious?! There’s no
accounting for taste. I would’ve
hung ‘Yours For The Taking’ in a
heartbeat 💓 Probably from the
bedroom ceiling to remind my
Aphrodite that her Troy Boy is
ever … her’s for the taking 💞😎)
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AHHHH! Yet another smile gifted! That’s a splendiferous idea! I’m certain Aphrodite would swoon over that one! And “Troy Boy” is one of Your brilliances that gifted me a belly laugh! And….again just now!!! Thank You for all, David!!! Cheers! 🤗💕😄
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Hello David. I read that as Yassou Blues played on a bazooka. Was that intentional? This post was an enchanting Odyssey, with Orpheus playing in the background. Even Arachne can’t weave a finer web of words and emotion.
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Indeed, Tanmay. A friend of mine
played the bazooka (the musical
brass instrument, not the weapon
… but then 🤔) and when he was
just learning it would’ve given
a pantheon of Grecian musicians
the blues 🎶🙉 Demis Roussos
would have slashed his wrists 😱
Perhaps he should’ve tried the
bouzouki instead? 😎
Thanks for reading 🙏
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