Penelope frowns as drama unfolds
sensing a seething of power within,
no longer content is she to uphold
reproof - there must be remission* of sin.
Real Justice needs ever to be assuaged,
ever it takes offence in wickedness
but the power that causes her to rage
is one that flames for ultimate redress.
The moment the nymph and boy are aboard,
she issues the order to woman oars.
Vessel streams forward as if tidal borne
or as baying hounds will flush out wild boar.
Though calm by nature determined is she,
the men will account for their villainy.
*remission = reduction
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Dragonish
PoetryPART 1: Seven poems that explore love. The sated wind doodles mischievously no longer the ravening raptor loosed that scratched sharp claws to my unfettered glee. Now are you temperate, husky, obtuse. PART 2: Follows the tale of a persecuted dragon...
