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Ian Dec 2024
The man of Keos once penned—
Poema pictura loquens,
Pictura poema silens.

Thus, will the quill be my brush;
The page, my canvas;
My words, the sundry hues.
O a picture of mute verse
Will I produce!
Ian Dec 2024
III
The seas may be calm now,
Though, grow not complacent,
For the swell is sure to come.
Ian Dec 2024
no matter what you look like,
where you come from,
or what you believe in...

there will always be a
community out there
that accepts you
for who you are.
Ian Dec 2024
if i could
give one piece
of advice

it would be
to learn from
the past,
not live in it
Ian Dec 2024
Oh great Enkidu, as you lay upon the arid earth
To never arise of lifeless state, may the peoples of grand Uruk
Forget not your complexion heroic, nor nature intrepid
When faced with perilous forthcoming.

So recall I your conjuring at the behest of my subjects;
At the mercy of Anu and Aruru, the great gods of creation.
But a feral beast were you then upon your conception,
One who roamed, and hunted, and dwelled amongst savage brethren.

Stranger to the vices that so consume humankind.
Nature ****** was your dwelling till appeared the beauteous Shamhat.
By her features so enraptured, her nigh perfection, that unto her you conceded,
And in time renounced your erstwhile beastly ways.

And became a mighty man, who abandoned me not when I took to slay Humbaba—
Ogrish beast entrusted by Enlil to safeguard the cedar forest—
Enkidu, ***** fierce yet wise, how you solaced me as I woke many days
And shared the dolorous dreams I had received.

Fearful had I grown of Humbaba, of the wrath of Enlil,
Though your patience and guidance inspired in me the strength
To renounce not my true ambitions.
O divers gods of Sumer

Wherefore the Death of my beloved companion?
Perchance, ‘tis the ire engendered by the felling of Humbaba and the Bull of Heaven?
Tho, for many days I weeped and wandered the varied land,
Hither, do I now stand with a message to impart.

Aye, the path that lay ‘fore us will oft be creviced and cragged,
Our foes await ahead, arms in hand, in hopes that we regress,
Yet we, the valiant, will fall not to their attacks
Nor let difficult terrain impede our advance.

Yea, Enkidu, departed gallant,
Bestow your wisdom and courage upon all!
For with these our city will forever stand tall.
Inspired by *The Epic of Gilgamesh*
Ian Dec 2024
Oh fields teeming with verdant hue,
Skies of azure complexion,
Why can I not enjoy your presence?
Despite the beauty before me
Am I obliged to meditate
On carnal pleasures—
Such banal musings!
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