Melas Oneiros

by Melpomene   Apr 19, 2010

They tore my wings like zephyr
-and I; I sat upon that one
abstract oleander..


between the cold air
and a stale dream catcher;

whos webs antique
toward my thoughts of savior.

With each petal
to deteriorate 'neath me
I wrote of unstoppable fires.
Never to move from
a single thorn

-only to feel somber-

and I held that stem for;
eighteen years
until dipped into an abyss

painting violent butterflies
-from memory-

worried they would re-appear

like the many nights
I curled 'neath raindrops
frozen as stone;
detaching myself from
a trust I never knew.

and he, he thrashed
as if violent weather...

Slipping through cracks

to find myself spun
-unable to reach you-

*Melas oneiros also known as Epiales was the Greek spirit of nightmares. The term "Melas Oneiros" translates to "black dream"

`For an RTVW club challenge..


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  • 11 years ago

    by Yakari Gabriel

    I just read this book! 'Since I don't have you' and honestly it has so much to do with greeek I could do nothing but think of you the whole time.anywhoo my point being: you incorporate so much greek language into your poetry its just bloody amazing.and so like so diffeerent .really out of this world ,weird but beautiful;_

  • 11 years ago

    by Courageous Dreamer

    I agree a very well deserved win. You had really awesome interesting imagery throughout. Stale dream catcher was brilliant, as well as the raindrops becoming stone, there are too many to name that I found really well written. The flow was great & I couldn't stop reading. A brilliant piece of great quality.

  • 11 years ago

    by Lu

    Firstly congrats on the front page win Mel ... very deserving hun.

    I am always impressed by the uniqueness of your writing. You have such a way with words that allows them to not only impress the reader but make the reading memorable.

    You captivated my attention from the beginning word and held it all the way through.

    Loved the uniqueness ... the word choice ... and how you paused at the perfect times.

    Wonderfully done Mel !

  • 11 years ago

    by Rachel RTVW

    Beautifully penned! I love the picture painting imagery. Your word choice was articulate. You used enjambment well. I love your creativity and the fact that you added the little translation at the end. Excellent job!

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