An Ode to Ancient Greece
In Ancient Greece,
the marketplace bustles like a storm of starlings,
exhausted, fatigued and weary,
slaves heave heavy burdens.
In Ancient Greece,
Mount Olympus looms over Athens.
Gods peer down, proud and majestic,
golden stars standing guard.
In Ancient Greece,
Heinous Hades rules with an iron fist,
the underworld, dark, grim and barren,
floating on rivers of lost souls.
In Ancient Greece,
Athletes and warriors train,
their tasks so herculean, many a soldier will fail,
heroic acts beyond their reach.
I greatly enjoyed reading your poem 5G. I was particularly impressed by your use of alliteration and the power of three in your opening verse (exhausted, fatigued and weary). Well done!
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