Homer described what he could never see:
Ulysses the beggar and the suitors cruel
Your rosy fingers and the wine dark sea
Achilles ending old Priam’s long rule
My eyes can watch as you paint the sky bright
Above a world that has forgotten you
In which gods are wrong and machines are right
In which screens are worshipped and temples few
Science has ogled nature’s secret parts
From quarks to quasars, we have mapped all things
To minds artificial, we leave the arts
Ancient, blind Homer more sublimely sings
So much light by which to study and learn
May we, fair goddess, your sweet blessings earn
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Okay, I'll send blessings all your way 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 Loved your poem!
Creative and ever so lovely in its sheer veil of delicacy.
Incredible work - a elegant and lucid call to a simpler and more beautiful mode of appreciating the world around us...SO eloquently expressed, as always! I need a book of these, D.J.!!
Science has ogled nature’s secret parts....wow. this description hits head on. I loved this sonnet
May we earn the blessings, indeed. Well done.
With lines like, “Your rosy fingers and wine dark sea,” this poem speaks of the gorgeousness of mythology and the excellence of science. Imagery and mood combine to produce a sense of truth and grace. —S.S.