INVOCATION OF DEMETER

Oh revered consort,
Turned suddenly a hopeless?
A meter check borne upon natures spine,
no deed like the emerging petals blooms unchecked

Persephone now vanished - a tragic twist
The lure; planted by Hades
His cloak - a thousand damned souls
The sun dim'd in solidarity
Clouds rejoice in vileness
Once happy branches, shrugging in forced retirement
Stalks wilt,bowing as the slaves of old
Lively leaves leave caring nodes for an embrace with mother earth

Are those crooked claws of famine to you a fine fantasy?

Your wrath in robes of Autumn and winter, of reward to the earth gift smiles of droughts and harvests of emptiness when into ,now, her kingdom she descends...

The fertile smile wrestles mounds of harvest upon the horizons of spring and summer when olympus becomes her abode
A balance, too demanding, a waste of her sweetness

An evil upon eventide pour'd,
a morn draws nigh to wipe it clean.

The underworld,
for her choice, a majestic match - it seems
An ironic twist
A throne and reverence not up to par for a flowing fountain of fertility,

Bother not
Rise!
And into these loamy,
beseech with fertility for all seasons
Let wrinkled faces draw nigh to smiles

Flee from the corridors of worries!

Its a marriage of the gods