Ruins

O Acropolis,
How fallen and forgotten you are!

Honor given to her within your walls,
The love and adoration of men;
But now - you are broken,
run down, and forgotten,
Yet, still beheld with wonder.

And where is your goddess?
She has left you to your ruin!
Allowing time to wash her glory
From your crumbling walls.

Allowing your loneliness to echo,
In the footsteps of man.

— Blue_Halcyon, Feb 02, 2009

About the Author

Region, Country: Florida, USA

Favorite Poets: Sylvia Plath, Rumi, Kahlil Gibran, Edgar Allen Poe, Lewis Carrol, Yeats, Bukowski, Langston Hughes, Johanne Wolfgang von Goethe, ect.

Critiques

Conect11

17 years 4 months ago

I just read

a story of early Christians in Greece, and about the abandonment of a Greek goddess from her people. This brought me there, so in effect it touched me and was able to affect me. That said, without knowing that story I'm not sure the piece would have resonated with me as much. That is not to say that what you've written here isn't good art, it's just that it feels like art in the sense of art. Hmmm, how best to describe this? It's like going to a museum and seeing a equisitely done painting of a landscape you've never seen. You can admire it, and think "wow, the artist really knows their stuff!" But you can't totally feel it, if that makes any sense. So I like this, but can only connect partially with it. That is not a flaw of the poem, only of my experience. Mark W. Galatians 5:22-23 "22 But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness, and self-control. Against these, there is no law!" My favorite verse(s) in the Bible

Lonnie

17 years 4 months ago

Cool Poem, Misty!

Totally grabs you and takes you along on a wondrous spin! Great job!

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