Meeting Our Fates

Meeting Our Fates

 

Clotho, I sit spinning your thread,

A life…a life…turning on wheel,

Until at Hades’ court with dread.

 

Lachesis, I measure your time,

Length is so short; thread’s too rare,

Enjoy rose’s scent to poet’s rhyme.

 

Atropos, I snip your breath,

Down…down…Charon’s vessel goes,

You join Hades’ feast at Death.

 

(c) Amanda Wilson 2012

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s