Aeneas' tale to Dido

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Aeneas' tale to Dido

Postby Saturn » Sun Jan 02, 2011 9:57 pm

Aeneas' tale to Dido

Moss-strewn cave;
haven from storm,
love-nest rude in
cosy necessity.
Love new met,
raw possibility
and lust mixed
with a needful
co-mingling of
bored Royalty.
Cradled arms
and sweat lies
on after-limbs:
the time when
confidence is
most ripe to
be unfolded.

So, budding,
the hero tells
of War's fare;
of fire, sword,
plunder, rape
and all those
followers that
troop large at
the heels of
siegecraft: a
grim legion
of horrors.

And pity him
she did, and
groaned aside,
not wishing
the man to
see the tears
for her own
disasters torn
from brimming
eyes unused
of latter days
to melting,
though time
had been she
was blinded
by weeping.

Aeneas' sighs
shook sharp
and quick
like an arrow,
shaft stuck,
whistling in
deer afar;
thudding, then
blunted, even
as it brought
him all down
to wet ground.

A mother lost,
a country laid
to waste; King
hacked by a
teenage boy,
an apprentice
butcher, new
to his red trade.
House in embers,
gold palmed off
by vile Greeks
knee deep in
their own guile.

Sobs, and wails
shouldered the
movéd Queen,
soaking sorrow
up, becalming
storms of grief
that raged in
the man's soul.

At last the tide
was out, still
and silent, lull
o'ercame a hero
and couched, his
bosom-rest. He
fought in sleep
with divers moans,
to cope a rising
tumult amain,
while swelling,
his mistress
bosom heaved
with piteous
and profound
groans again.

So lay they, a
coiled knot, a
mass of needs
fulfilled, whole.
But, heavy, and
weighed with
destiny's call,
Aeneas rose, a
God-called man
once more, a
zealot of Troy;
he must leave
and bring home
household gods
to Ausonian land,
not dally in love,
wrecked ashhore
with a Queen,
though lovely.
Fates had spun
other threads
for Anchises'
best hopes,
for old Troy's
sad refugees.

The rest's a tale
familiar to all;
the broken vow,
the pyre, curse
and fire's rage;
the blackened
a warning sure,
solemn flame,
a seed of hate
to come again.
"Oh what a misery it is to have an intellect in splints".
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Re: Aeneas' tale to Dido

Postby jamiano » Tue Jan 04, 2011 1:51 am

This poem is rich and varied within its brief meter, a
stylistic gem. A hint of "Romeo and Juliet".
Reflective of Keats' metered variations. This poem reflects the joys of this site;
returns one to examine antiquity and the weave of poesy.
Thank you,Saturn.

peace to love,

p.s. I am sparse with the poetic design; therefore your craftmanship is a delight. When I retire, I endeavor to discover the skill of the masters.
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Re: Aeneas' tale to Dido

Postby Ennis » Tue Jan 04, 2011 3:53 am


I echo jamiano's thoughts about this most recent poem of yours.
I, too, appreciate its abbreviated metre, as well as it's other qualitites.

"Cradled arms
and sweat lies
on after-limbs:
the time when
confidence is
most ripe to
be unfolded."

That's nice, very nice.

I've said this before, so pardon my redundancy: I wish I could write poetry. I have a profound respect for those who are so capable of weaving beautiful tapestries with the best of words. The fact that you could tell such a tale, especially one with so much emotional and physical intensity in so few syllables, impresses me (and "impress" is not really an adequate-enough word. . . ).
Even with my limited abilities to critique literature ( a Helen Vendler [sp?], W. Jackson Bate, Claude Finney, or Harold Bloom I'm not!), I think your poetry is very good, and I have enjoyed reading what you and all the other poets have posted on this thread.

Thank you all very much for the beautiful "gifts' for the new year!!
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Re: Aeneas' tale to Dido

Postby Saturn » Tue Jan 04, 2011 8:17 am

Why thank you both you're too kind, glad you like it.
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