heosphoros
I am the orphaned girl-child
hiding inside the stone-scarred earth
that trembles like disaster
at my mother's howling
because peace in my father's house
has been traded for Jesus and
a people who kill for greed and pleasure...
I am the Sword of Damocles--
yes, now, I am the rite
and the passage from night to dawn.
elPintor
Sun 12th Aug 2018 19:44
Thanks for all of your comments...
I started writing this with orphans of war and other campaigns of cultural destruction in mind and wanted to convey the philosophy that the cost of such loss may be incalculable and far-reaching. The phrase, "the Sword of Damocles" just popped up, like out of nowhere, so truly I feel like I caught a break--it doesn't always happen like that.
To answer your question, David: I'm not trying to be cute, but I wouldn't say so. Though, if you see some connection, I can't say that it doesn't exist--I mean, it's all in the eye of the beholder.
Phosphorus is quite a chemical. I had just a little experience with it in a college chemistry course and just a little more in the field with mortars (I hope I remember correctly, but I believe that's what was used for illuminating fire). I realize that's not the limit of its capabilities--morning star, indeed...
Enjoy what's left of the weekend, to all of you,
Rachel