Imeneos, The Satyr and the Nymph

In free verse on May 1, 2011 at 4:58 am

Music is playing in an old ancient rhythm,

The loud dance of the Greek Imeneous,

She begins to dance with her mother,

While her friends gather and join in.

The nymph begins to move her body,

To and fro with woman in the dance,

A rich carnival of delight of celebration,

The Satyr is watching behind the corner.

Wine is flowing into tall slender cups,

Good Food is served on golden platters,

A large feast to set your eyes on and eat,

Nymph and satyr proceed in their dreams.


One of my favorite poems I have written, along with master of any art. Two poems I cherish.


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