Of Myths and Maidens (Sonnet)

[roadrunner3]

Of Myths and Maidens

The battle of the sexes, while not new,
Is getting old and messing up my sleep,
The ancient myths can set my mind askew,
Transcendent forces moving in the deep.
In timidly approaching WOMAN's lair,
I see her beauty threat'ningly displayed,
I crave the source of nurture hidden there,
But know sometimes no sooner suckled...slayed.
Old moorings now cast off and mind awhirl,
Suspicions long suppressed become quite clear,
Behind the blinding WOMAN stands a girl
Who yearns for human visage to appear.
We take each other's hands now free at last
To live and laugh and love without the past.

[anirbas]

This is a well written, intuitive piece, Rnnr. Absolutely beautiful.

"Behind the blinding WOMAN stands a girl
Who yearns for human visage to appear."

These two lines are true of every woman no matter how strong she may appear...
Thanks for sharing this sonnet here with us. Sabrina.

[DavidMc]

Excellent my friend!

David

[roadrunner3]

Thanks Sabrina and David!
Y'all really too kind.
I confess to trying to shed a little light through the
murky waters that I'm probably totally immersed in
with a somewhat undeveloped talent...but I really do
appreciate the encouragement.
RR3

[anirbas]

nothing wrong with your talent...and, you're very welcome...it's not kindness...
the piece is excellent, beautiful and well written...period...