Pumped-up Perseus

roar-by satyariwari

Original image by satyariwari

Don’t you knock upon my door, I find you utterly scurrilous
And don’t you deign to speak to me, you who are discourteous
A pathetic poet-singer, to think yourself a second Orpheus
No romantic poet, you, but a caricature hilarious
My, but you stand upon a pedestal precarious:
That you consider yourself the worthiest;
That of you any other would be envious.
You wonder that I dumped you at the earliest?
Fortunate you, I am no murderess
Else I’d swing for you, you jumped-up Perseus
So now take note and walk away, for to your pleas I am impervious


About crispina kemp

Spinner of Asaric and Mythic tales
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17 Responses to Pumped-up Perseus

  1. Violet Lentz says:

    Whoa!! That is excellent, Crispina.. How cleverly worded and devastatingly cutting! I love it!!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Dale says:

    BRILLIANT! This was soooooo good. Men can be so dense at times 😉

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Hélène - Willow Poetry says:

    Wonderful poem. You have an advantage over him! You have the opportunity to spell it out in these sumptuous words.

    Liked by 1 person

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