Petrified

Responding to Reena’s challenge # 145. CRYPTIC POETRY. https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2020/07/23/reenas-exploration-challenge-145/
Your swirling hair
Beguiles
Your beauty 
Transfixes 
Your presence
Mesmerizes 
Perceived 
In the mirror
Your reflection
Sustains 
Issue from
Your blood 
Takes flight
To the stars
Your head adorns
A warriors shield.

Who am I.

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Born Stepney, London, England. Emigrated to Canada. Married, two children, six grandchildren. Retired. Conservative and cultural catholic. LOVE soccer. Tottenham Hotspur. Read historical and fantasy fiction..

25 thoughts on “Petrified

  1. I don’t know if it being Bobby Orr makes a difference. I only mention it because of “Who am I.” It is a poem about beauty and, I think, power transfixed (“transfixes”). And yet the “issue” goes out into the cosmos. Can a statue do that, or is it the legacy of the sport?

    This is certainly cryptic work, Len! It reads smoothly (as well as cryptically) in terms of meter and how it sounds.

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    1. They say a picture is worth a thousand words, but in hindsight, the image I posted is kind of misleading to the accompanying words. I loved watching Bobby Orr, so few hockey players could enact his grace on the ice. The cryptic poem actually relates to Medusa, one of the three Gorgons. She had snakes replacing hair and whoever looked at her was turned to stone. She was slain by Perseus who looked at her reflection on his shield. From her blood was born Pegasus, the winged horse, and her head was incorporated into Athena’s (Greek God of War) shield. My first attempt at cryptic anything, Christopher. I usually like to be blunt and precise in my words.

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    1. Thank you, Jane. You are on track with Greek mythology. I was describing Medusa. Your mention of Pandora has sent my mind racing. Pandora, the first woman, releasing evil into the world and Eve, the first woman, tempting Adam with the apple from the knowledge tree, disobeying God and cast out from the Garden. Women can’t seem to get a break. Something to store for future use. Thanks for the inspiration.

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  2. That’s kind of a scary statue. I didn’t know it was Orr until I read the comments. I thought it was just some lunatic. Lol. But your poem is wonderful for the prompt or all on its own. It has a wonderful, epic feel.

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