Poems for the Brave

Odysseus and Penelope

My lovely Odysseus
So lost out at sea
With the wind on your wings
Oh! How I pray for thee.
Sweet noble Odysseus
How large are your thighs?
Fine and massive
And greater than all the skies.
I remember them Odysseus
As I remember you
Long suffering? Well...
My love.
I am long suffering too.
I am being pursued
With relentless lust and greed
Dirt ridden filth
Which do grovel at my knees.
How I long to be rid of them!
Sweet Odysseus of mine
Return to me my love
So justice may be kind.
But you are the suffered one
Oh Odysseus of such grace.
Too many years have you been away
A son, you've left in your place.
He knows not his father
Only a mother who does weep.
This is not the life for a godlike son
Telemachus must be free.
So sweet noble Odysseus
Please come home to me
For whatever adventures you may face and fight
I am still your Penelope.