Synopsis
The third poetry collection by Martin Boško that contains a year's worth of poems with themes of mythology, love, sadness, and more. Dive into the book and feel the year through the words of the author.
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This poetry book takes you on a mythical journey while also tugging on the heartstrings with feelings of love, betrayal, and longing.
The third poetry collection by Martin Boško that contains a year's worth of poems with themes of mythology, love, sadness, and more. Dive into the book and feel the year through the words of the author.
Myths, Doves, Tears, and the Rest is a collection of admirably written poems by Martin Boško. It takes you on a journey inspired by Greek mythology while also tugging on the heartstrings with feelings of love, betrayal, and longing.
This book is a collection of poems assembled by the author through one calendar year. The use of imagery, powerful expressions, and moving poems give us an insight into the inner workings of the poet’s mind. The author has shared some of his most intimate moments, emotions, and intentions that make each of his poems memorable. The rhyming nature of the poems was an absolute delight to read and made me want to keep going on and on for more.
When sadness comes as a raging river
I reach into my trusty quiver
To pull out the Arrow made of honey
And heal the wounds that are fresh and bloody.
The book has four sections as mentioned in the title: Myths, Doves, Tears, and the Rest. Even though my knowledge of Greek mythology is quite basic, I still found the poems hard-hitting and extremely pleasing to read. The poems on love capture the heart and soul of the feeling of being in love. As I progressed further, I could not help but feel like I was experiencing heartbreak along with the poet through his poetry. There were many moments where I empathized with the poet and wished for a turnaround in his life. Overall, I highly recommend Myths, Doves, Tears, and the Rest for all those poetry lovers who wish to be taken on a journey of imagination and emotions.
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The third poetry collection by Martin Boško that contains a year's worth of poems with themes of mythology, love, sadness, and more. Dive into the book and feel the year through the words of the author.
October 26, 2020
Seek the Well of Wisdom, fellow
One wise owl once told me
And so, I roam the world under the sunlight mellow
To find the land where this magic might hidden be
I drank from a thousand of different springs
I sought the directions of wise old women and men
I listened to every person, to every tale, and every song I hear them sing
And that’s how I found where the Well hidden had been
There is no magic, no shortcuts, no easy way
You cannot cheat the goddess of the Greeks
Wisdom is hidden in books, in stories, in children’s tales
But you must be the one who wisdom seeks
November 22, 2020
As the thoughts of Night cruelly meander
I await your light like a Czech Leander
To guide me over the river of Sadness
My Hero’s arms purifying my madness
After I appear soaked by the nightly swim
Ready to hear your voice that sings
Like the most beautiful flock of birds
You are a true shepherd of my mental herds
May 12, 2021
The son of Aegeus, the stories have said
Had entered a maze with nothing but a thread
He would have been lost in the Cretan halls
If not for a gift that was unwrapping on the floor
And when he neared the Labyrinth’s core
And heard a monstrous, petrifying roar
He bravely continues in his steps
Two turns right and one turn left
Then entered a room without a ceiling
Greeted he was by a figure unappealing
Disgusted by the abominable sight
He stood firm, got ready for a fight
The creature watched, got on all fours
And in two seconds, not less, not more
Charged the hero that he just met
Theseus quickly out of charge-path leapt
To let the bull-man hit a wall
Stone was chipped, fell on the floor
And the hero jumped, forced bull-man down
Strangled him till he made no sound
He picked up again Ariadne’s thread
To the princess he owed a massive debt
For he followed it back to start
Where Ariadne, loving and smart
Was waiting for his victorious return
So that they could then turn and escape
As two lovers joined through divine fate
Ariadne’s Awakening
May 22, 2021
Betrayed
By Theseus left forgotten
Afraid
Those sweet lies were rotten
Miserable
Betrayed her own kin
Vulnerable
Eros forced her to sin
Discarded
Like a worthless soul
Broken-hearted
Never again to feel whole
Suicidal
What had she done?
No revival
And nowhere to run…
Danaë on the Sea
May 23, 2021
Why? Why did you curse me with your lust?
You saw a locked-up maiden
Needed to attain her
It was a must
I have been shielded from man by a prophecy
Sad and lonely in my cellar
Fear makes a prudent jailor
No courtesy
You appeared as a rain of gold
Raped me in my bed
Sentenced me to death
Just a clay to mould
Now I am floating on the sea
With your child
We were left in the Wilds
Can’t you see?
You did this to me
You did this to us
Killed us
How could this be?
Oh, Zeus Almighty…
Waiting Penelope
May 25, 2021
Where are you?
I heard stories that you disappeared…
What did you do?
There’s no way you got outsmarted
Did you forget I am awaiting your arrival?
Did you not think our house would be full of rivals?
Did you forget you have a son?
Why didn’t you come when the war was done?
Other wives have their husbands home
Yet you are leaving me on Ithaca alone
Come back, my love, return to your throne
Come back before my heart turns to stone
Ten years ago, you were stolen by a war
Ten years ago, you stepped outside our door
Yet I have been patiently waiting
By fears and nightmares, I was waking
And I have cried my eyes out more than I can count
This loneliness I feel is not something I can surmount
Come back to our bed, to our tree
Come back to me!
Please!
I beg the gods above
Don’t delay my beacon
Don’t hinder love
The Sun is dawning
Another day without news
Tomorrow’s morning
My watch continues
I’ll be once again looking out my window
Not knowing if I am a wife or widow
You never should have left!
Your forced departure was worse than a theft
Athena, guide home your favourite!
Or don’t you love him no more for his shrewdness and bravery?
Oh gods…
We mortals are but pieces in your lust for glorious wars
Medusa
May 29, 2021
Sssstranded and ssssuffering
I wassss ssssentenced for your ssssin
Sssseen assss a sssslut by the goddesssss I wassss sssserving
It’ssss ssssad how different my life could have been
Asssssaulted priesssstessss
It wassss not my choicccce
You defiled the ssssanctum of my misssstresssss
You have taken me by forcccce
Posssseidon, be damned
You desssstroyed my life
To world of monssssterssss I wassss ssssent
For not being sssstronger than you in our fight
Andromeda
June 3, 2021
Shh. Can you hear it?
People are cheering for my sacrifice
Well, okay, so be it
I absolve my parents of the upcoming filicide
Gods cursed me with my looks
They cursed my mother with sinful pride
Ignoring punishment for hubris described in books
She sentenced me to die
My youth won’t save me
Gods won’t be appeased by regret
It is, as it should be
The Fates have cut my thread
So, I’m going with my head held high
I give my life for that of my people
The sand has run out, the hour is nigh
I am not a goddess’ equal
Arachne
June 4, 2021
Weave and weave and weave
You shall never leave
We can start! Here, behold my artistry!
Isn’t that a beautiful tapestry?
Oh, I love me a captive audience!
Won’t you agree that Athena never stood a chance?
Well? Don’t you think?
Okay, okay, enough, dilly-dallying!
Final rating! Five? Oh, how thoughtful!
I wonder why others think I’m awful
Must be those jealous songs that some bards sing
I know, times up! Now, you’ll feel a sting
Have to make you rest!
Hope you’ll enjoy the visit of my nest
Weave and weave and weave
You shall never leave
Deianira
June 6, 2021
What have I done…?
I curse thee, Nessus, for your evil wits!
Your wicked whispers deprived me of my Sun
His soul departed from the pyre Philoctetes lit
And I am the assassin that is to blame
I cannot live with this burden of my murder!
My body will soon, too, be engulfed by the purifying flame
Thanatos, come, I won’t delay our meeting any further
The Sirens
June 9, 2021
Ho, ho, hey sailor, quickly turn your boat
Come, come, come closer, so you can our hand hold
Yo, yo, love’s waiting for you dear
Go, go, go forward or we will disappear
Row, row, row your boat, we want to take you home
Don’t, don’t, don’t leave us, or our heart will turn to stone
Here, here, our lovely, you’ll get everything you want
Oh, oh, our sailor, follow our lovely song
Cassandra
June 11, 2021
Oh, how strongly I am missing
Those simpler times when everybody would have listened
Oh, how tired am I
Of being ignored when the end is nigh
Oh, how much did I pay
For choosing chastity over Apollo’s dark rays
Oh, how much will I suffer
From those evil hands that will treat me rougher
Oh, how evil gods can be
When mortals hurt their vanity
Oh, oh, oh
I wish I didn’t know
Echo
June 13, 2021
Never to speak your words again (again, again, again…)
Punished for transgressions of Hera’s man (man, man, man…)
So cruel is the Heaven’s Queen (queen, queen, queen…)
Jealous wife sure can be mean (mean, mean, mean…)
Poor Echo, sentenced without jury (jury, jury, jury…)
An innocent victim of divine fury (fury, fury, fury…)
Deprived of voice, cruel price to pay (pay, pay, pay…)
Tortured by things that she cannot say (say, say, say…)
Oracles
June 28, 2021
Come forward, traveller, we have what you seek
Just ask your question and listen as we speak
Our riddles are easy for those with bright mind
The clever soon know if their stars are aligned
We offer great wisdom, all futures we see
We know all that once were and all that will be
Apollo sings us his beautiful songs
All He says happens, he’s never wrong
So, visit our temple, and sooth there your soul
‘Cause those who know answers, are the ones that feel whole
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Published on September 19, 2021
8000 words
Contains mild explicit content ⚠️
Genre:Poetry
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