Charms Of Dionysus

Cherry

By skinner_jennifer

Tue, 21 Feb 2023
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Maybe when it all began;

insatiable cravings trembled

on vintage grape, or perhaps

Dionysus spirit was sprinting

an intrepid caper rousing still

air,

 

awakening ardent rapturous

surrender; sustaining insatiable

intoxication – harvesting strange

visions, abandoning reality.

 

Fruit of his loins provides

fulfillment, embers glowing

warm with passion, his appeal

intense...revealing desires.

 

Dramatic thespian of spring

was he, enveloping young

blossoms; maidens of striking

beauty, besotted by his honeyed

lips on abandoned wild nights,

 

fresh bodies in ancient togas are

like fawns intermingling at his

charms – prancing with Dionysus

through forests; while even the

boyish charms are curiously

tempted – as the merry nymphs

watched on.

 

 

 

Pixabay free to use image.

 

 

According to Wikipedia

Dionysus was the god of

grape-harvest, wine making,

orchard and fruit vegetation,

fertility, festivity, theatre and

much more, freeing his followers

from self-conscious fear and care.

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by marandina on

Enjoyed that frolic from the classics, Jenny. I should read up on this kind of thing really. Greek muses and the like. Nicely done, of course. Paul 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Paul,

It's always nice to hear from you. I'm sure you'll really enjoy reading up about the Greek muses, they are such an inspiration to poets, as their stories are like metaphors that capture the readers imagination.

I'm so glad you enjoyed reading this poem and thank you so much for letting me know.

Jenny. smiley

 

 

Submitted by celticman on

donysus was a busy man. Not that he was a man. you've capture him here. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi there Jack,

Dionysus was certainly a passionate god who loved the arts, I think he would have been a bohemian if he'd been a man and would have dabbled in being a free spirit, which is what I loved about him.

I'm so glad I managed to capture him for you, and thank you for letting me know.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

you have really caught the wildness I associate with Dionysus. Your poem reminds me of how CS Lewis shows Bacchus his Narnia books

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Good morning Di,

you know I have no idea about C S Lewis showing Bacchus his Narnia books, will definitely have to look that up.

Being able to catch Dionysus wildness is what I was trying to achieve, so I'm really happy that you thought I had.

Many thanks for sharing your thoughts, they're always appreciated.

Jenny. smiley

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you so much for those lovely cherries Editors, they're always treasured and very much appreciated.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by David Kirtley on

C S Lewis did include Dionysian Greek creatures in his Narnia books, such as Fauns, Centaurs, Dryads, Nymphs and Nyads. They seemed to make up quite a large proportion of the population of Narnia, and they were able to go into hiding during the White Witch and the Telmarines occupations. I presume these creatures were associated with Dionysus/Bacchus in Greek legends. I don't recall any particular mention of Dionysus/Bacchus himself?

Your poem is a good reminder of what Dionysus was all about, and the freedoms he represented.

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi David,

it was so interesting to read your comment. I had no idea about Narnia as I've never read the book, or seen the film...yes strange isn't it considering I love this kind of story.

The I.P. really is such a help for me at the moment, and I'm enjoying the challenge. I'm glad I could create the image of Dionysus in this poem, and it really is a pleasuire to receive your kind words.

Thank you so much.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Penny4athought on

You capture in descriptive verse, the free spirit of this god of wine and ecstasy. I enjoyed the fluid passages and poetic rhythm, like in this verse:

awakening ardent rapturous surrender; sustaining insatiable intoxication – harvesting strange visions, abandoning reality.

It is a beautiful poem; perfectly rendered.

 

Penny4athought

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Glad you liked this poem Penny. You made my day with your kind words.

Thank you so much.

Jenny. smiley