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    dots Submission Name: God, I hate this jobdots
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    Author: Linzi
    ASL Info:    24.f.wales
    Elite Ratio:    5.91 - 80/100/94
    Words: 381
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    Description:
       This is written from Persephone's perspective and marks the point in her life when she became inspired by Orpheus' music. Its semi autobiographical, as I used the underworld as the symbol for dead imagination, and dying characters that fizzle out from lack of imagination, e.g. from writers block, you know the times when writing feels more like a job or a chore rather than a hobby? I also related it to myths, because myths and fairy tales were the first stories I read as a child, and they continue to inspire me even now.

    Also, to give credited where its due, this verse:

    "Place their souls into my hold,
    listen to me sob.
    I’ll bring them home, to where the dead roam,
    God, I hate this job."

    was inspired by a poem I read on this site a few years ago, by...I think her name was Chelle? But I've made little tweaks here and there to the stanza. I used it because I thought it fitted really well with this piece.


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    Dark and gloom, the victim’s room,
    where the dead all come to pass,
    with screams of fright, through blackest night,
    that I wish would be my last.

    But instead, despite my dread,
    I’m forced to reign supreme.
    To judge the souls, that Hades holds,
    As his forced-bride, wife and Queen.

    Place their souls into my hold,
    listen to me sob.
    I’ll bring them home, to where the dead roam,
    God, I hate this job.

    Their all the same, they have no blame,
    through hell on earth they’ve trudged.
    Heroes claim, they’ve played the game,
    And wrongly have been judged.

    But their crimes in life, and acts of strife,
    when they don’t think I see them,
    shows their pride, and so denies
    their path to Elysium.

    So place their souls into my hold,
    listen to them sob,
    as I bring them home, to where the dead roam.
    God. I hate this job.

    Hades’ wrath, has paved the path,
    that my life in death has made,
    as punishment for, my lack of awe,
    and fruitless escapade.

    For I cannot see, the things he sees,
    through my gilded cage in prison,
    his tyrannical side, leaves little to hide,
    ‘You’ll see beauty if you listen!’

    Another soul into my hold,
    I listen to it sob,
    as I bring it home, to where the dead roam.
    My God! I hate this job!

    This endless night, that marks the plight
    of not one sacred thing,
    soon brings a sound, to the underground
    the faintest ting ting ting.

    A challenge made. My escapade,
    soon makes my senses dance,
    as the separate notes, that together float,
    puts passion in a trance.

    The zealous soul’s within my hold,
    listen to me sob,
    I’ll bring it home, set it free to roam,
    God…I like this job.

    Orpheus’ lyre, destroys my ire,
    And shows me how to play.
    Emotions bloat, as I master notes,
    composed to my array.

    They break the mould, on Hades hold,
    free me from death’s museum,
    ‘till my mastered craft, takes me at last,
    en route to Elysium.

    So place my soul into my hold,
    listen to me sob!
    Take me home, where I’m free to roam,
    My God! I love this job!




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    ||| Comments |||
      Your definitely letting your Messiah complex show here , but that's not necessarily a bad thing . I could definitely like to redeem all those lost souls we've left behind . I'd like to think , of redeeming grace , that all humans had at least a spark of such . I mean look at all those rotting souls down there , it could cause a plague . Definitely depressing , of Persephone's plight . I can definitely imagine such escapades .

    Bruce
    | Posted on 2011-12-17 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]
      Interesting take on the myths and relating them to real life and writing. I like the idea of writing taking us to some blessed place.

    In stanza four, I think you meant "they are" or "they're".


    Jane
    | Posted on 2011-12-10 00:00:00 | by JanePlane | [ Reply to This ]


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