She dipped her hand in my languid pools;
Whilst looking at her reflection.
I lulled her with flows
and gentle currents;
soothed her with ripples and made water music,
but Hera came back to herself as I kissed her.
Bitter is the wrath of Gods.
Eternally damned to stygian gloom:
punished by Zeus,
my home is my prison.
I am tied to my river.
Tied irrevocably to its nature and form
Zeus diverted my river,
thus changing my appearance.
Charon is my name,
water nymph of the River Styx
and Guardian of the Underworld.
You will pay for your passage…
~
Cover Art by WhisperingWater
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Love's Bitter Flow
PoetryA collection of verse, including a poem which is also a Drabble (100 words) with Mythic Greek influence, and followed by humour, horror and fantasy in varying doses as my entry for the 2012 Atty Awards
