Modern Myth: Leviathan

Leviathan

with swallow'd breath I plunge in the Abyss
dive down, swim past the blinding treachery
of light impaled by infinite Darkness
composing the fathomless deep black Sea

such deadly waters with horrors abound
goes fear-filled heart and wearied leg which limps
stutters terrified, movement by dread bound
and eyes that squint, by luck or chance did glimpse

a powerful form that reign'd o'er the deep
expos'd the amber eyes with power shook
awaken'd from state of dreamless sleep
fulfill'd prophecies from hallow'd Book

harden'd scales inur'd from all that harm
chain'd and coil'd like dark medieval armor
possess'd by aura reliv'd in grim charm
with gaze penetrate held thee in stupor

Despair sullies already bloodied claws
Dismay enters observer's fearful heart
Death echoes bitterly from carnal jaws
dismembers Hope and old Virtue apart

rise! now by Scripture's hand do terrorise
land-bound denizens forsake Him on high
for sins innumerable pay the price
thrown past Hellish gates, forever to die

thus roar'd the ruler of the myriad Ocean
Leviathan unleash'd fatal fury
and flames of Phlegethon in swift motion
razed and raged in fiery flame now bury

Pride, Sloth, Lust and wild Wrath foreboding
Envy, Gluttony and Greed been stopper'd
in fields rampaging with fire-breath blinding
by Leviathan was destruction spurr'd

body undulate, crash down the towers
of human Folly inspired to constructs
power imagined crush'd by true power
sinful foundation weak now self-destructs

and punishment from Him above now comes
feel LEVIATHAN and you shall Despair!
Death now beats its melancholy war-drums
Jacque's second childishness now lays thee bare

sinful wretch to oblivion be destined
extravagance leads thee the Reaper's snare
Leviathan judges thee who hath sinn'd
proclaim the final judgement! all now rise!

its awesome jaws unfold, its neck unfurls
poisonous odor from expended breath
horrific glaring eyes glisten like pearls
in manic terror raised pronounces Death

with a snatch leads Man to deadly demise
swallow'd, with Sinful ways recieves his prize.

The Metropolis Series: TOC and Bibliography

The Metropolis Series 
by J.L.L.M., Jr.

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Table of Contents

Part I:

• Walking The Pedestrian Lane At 10PM

Part II:

• Scene I: Modern Life Regression
• Scene II-I: Spacing out 2008
• Scene III-II: Give And Take
• Scene IV: History lessons during hot summer classes

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Individual poems:

“Walking The Pedestrian Lane At 10PM”, (written October 13, 2006)*
“Scene I: Modern Life Progression”, (written February 22, 2007)*

"Scene II, Part I: Spacing out 2008", (written May 9, 2008)*
"Scene III, Part II: Give and Take", (written May 9, 2008)*

"Scene IV: History lessons during hot summer classes", (written May 27, 2009)*

 

* Note: Unless indicated otherwise, all poems have been published in http://lemy.multiply.com (unedited)

The Metropolis Series: Part I

PART I
Walking the Pedestrian Lane at 10PM

I walk by stupor slow'd,
out the door and to the night
a glance back bringing sight
lights blaring, glaring
in Darkness illuminating
Modern blinding cacophony
of Sound, Light, and sweeten'd Air
with coldness seeping skin beyond compare
I shudder, return to Night's embrace
warm'd and cool'd by Its gentle grace
Star and Cloud and silvery Moon
far comforting than Modern Doom
in Pestilence not a whit survive
in any form, in any kind
and most pandemic of all that thrive
haggard Sluggishness that Modern world bind
Sloth, that bodily motion it rests
and deems best to movement wane
in luxury's soft caress
action waxed and smitten by newfound bane
walking, strolling, wandering
with Darkness aimless pacing
lift, advance, put down
pedaling, stepping with clarity and vision
brooking no disparity
and focused in one Mission
yet Mission today I had none
no purpose, no plans
i walk, stroll with swinging hands
heading to uncharted lands
of Jungle Metropolitan, at darkest of dark
of Predators pouncing
and Prey unwary in unending lark
in step, I see before
my Path lies, crook'd, narrow, crack'd
like ancient roads of ancient lore
into the fore mysterious and adventure-pack'd
in stroll I length by length transverse
the pathway before diverse
turn left, turn right
forward harch with no end in sight
I see vagrants, in clothing bare
with aimless path approached me near
defiant stoop and wary glare
impose my innards with deathly Fear
yet no purpose of harm intent
a glare mistook for evil bent
melt'd softly to famished discontent
hunger, thirst, yet nothing to spare
rumblings that the stomach growled
retard'd body, mind impair
by Famine's breath unceasing foul'd
I traveled on, and wandered thus
Walker to Spectator of heated battle
male Tongues scarlet inflamm'd discuss
that that self-same field did verily rattle
in Tension palpable between male Constables
on petty Argument built Discord and Strife
small discourse transform'd to brutal Slight
wav'd threatened Harm and blinded Rage
that field became with Anger rife
I deigned to interfere
and pass'd their most detestable woes
pass'd the Peace-Keepers with attitude queer
in keeping Amity red furious War grows
then met I with surprise abrupt
three vagrants of differing height
dirtied by grime and fluster'd with dust
prancing happily in the fullness of Night
in amusement and fascinated delight
I slow'd my pace and watch'd their sight
and heard their Melody ring my ears
three Angels Wingless sing harmonious hymns
then pass'd a conversing couple
in dress well-made, in pace well-hurried
and snatched a fragment not so subtle
a phrase in which that hymn be buried
arrayed in pomp and disdain
with thoughtless glance made remark insane
hear nothing but ominous chatter
see nothing but Monsters in tatters
in Death there be many states
Indifference most callous and lethal fate
in spoken word released dids't decree
Death to angelic Rogues of all degree
gloom awashed I pass'd
In fourth time saddened last
Lo and behold the Modern flame
burning bright with lifeless Life
whence floods of men dids't came
that drown sorrows in drunken flood
inundate the grounded Angels 'round
suffering Angels of Flesh and Blood
roaming, staring into nothingness
desiring Food and Shelter, nothing else
and for whom the death toll early bells
rung by Prey turn'd Predator incarnate
that helpless Predator was hung
by comforted Prey discriminate
with Modern spear brandish'd and fatally stung
Disenchant'd, and weak
Burden'd by a world so bleak
Would that I drown in my sleep
and suffocate in my true Brother's steed.