Man’yoshu Style Poetry
King Kull Meets Charon at River Styx
Alone, we are statues
who sneer at souls flowing
down a river to hell.
Together, we generate the power
to light a living continent.
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This was written and posted for:
dversepoets Form For All – Manyoshu Poetry hosted by Jane Kohut Bartels/Lady Nyo
Photo credit: Black Gate Adventures in Fantasy Literature
Posted on November 3, 2011, in D’verse Poets Pub, Poetry and tagged Charon, continent, flowing, hell, King Kull, Man’yoshu, power, River Styx, souls, statues. Bookmark the permalink. 22 Comments.
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I like this a lot…
it is different, and I was struggling with picturing in my mind another form than the love lines I wrote ☺
Peace,
Siggi in Downeast Maine
Yes, alone makes us decorative stones …
Potent imagery here!
Powerful, fierce, philosophic compressed into five short lines. Between the lines, the effect of living without love is to become embittered, and unapproachable. So well said! What a window to that psychology. In an era when we are telling our daughters, that they don’t need a man to be complete comes the other side of the coin. We do need love to keep a firm footing. Excellent writing.
Wow. I didn’t realize I said all that in that little piece, but it really is how I think. So perceptive of you to see this.
Yes!
an interesting take on the prompt. as a statue, myself, I can only begin to imagine the power of such a beautiful light.
i like it. We can do so much more when we unify than when we walk alone!
huh def different from the rest….i like fantasy though and that is the genre i feel this in…intersting piece…
Very interesting! Great to have a different take.
Interesting point of view, and interesting picture choice. Strength to overcome monsters found in unity.
I was looking for a picture of entered Hades via River Styx with statues all around, but I couldn’t find it, and I liked the one I chose the best.
Oh! Powerful poem….tanka. It only takes a little to push the imagery to the edge.
You did very well with t his, and it’s haunting…which, in my estimation, makes good poetry, regardless the form.
Lady Nyo
Yes- there is power in numbers… very moving!
Together we have strength…
together we can do so much we’d never manage alone
So evocative and powerful! A strong poem!
United we stand, divided we fall…
powerful and witty thoughts.
ode to statues.
love the contrasting imagery.
watching the world go by and then we unite and to fix it!
you fix everything
that’s not true all the time.