Open To Interpretation
Collars And Leash
Oh,
Beside the creek
On a pleasant afternoon
Some of the crew,
Madeline and Pip,
Watteau and Ned,
Composing new songs,
Challenging the newcomer,
Blue Sky,
Who sat beside Petra.
Petra,
Laughing at their banter,
Said,
"You've met your match,
Cerulean."
"Just so." said Blue Sky.
Orpheus, SunCloud,
Stood by and smiled.
Then from nowhere,
Thunder rolled
And the earth shook
And a crack in stone ground
Opened
And Orpheus fell into it,
Like a man's shadow
Down a cliff's face,
And gone from the day.
Orpheus wandered among the Shades,
Inquiring,
And came up before
One who might know.
"What brings me here,
I thought I had your dispensation,
Hades?"
Said Orpheus.
"Don't get your flute in an uproar,"
Said Hades.
"That still stands.
I have a problem,
Cerberus is loose,
Hercules has given chase,
But headstrong as Hercules is,
He left behind Cerberus' adamantine
Collars and leash.
Cerberus ignores my whistles
But maybe your warbling tweets
She'll answer to."
"I thought Cerberus was male?"
Said Orpheus.
"You thought dead was dead."
Said Hades,
"Take the leash and collars,
Find Hercules."
Orpheus looked overhead,
Up the crack he fell through,
The opening in the dark
Like a distant tiny star.
"How do I get back?"
Said Orpheus.
"Your lyric has a refrain."
Said Hades,
"Call down your Dragons,
Cadmus and Hermione.
Hermes is on his way.
Oh, and they're getting out too."
Added Hades.
"They?"
Asked Orpheus.
"Cerberus had a litter;
The dead are bounding
Heavenward astride
Three headed hounds."
Orpheus thought long
While he waited among
The somewhat jealous
Incorporeal twittering Shades
Gathered around him
Listening to him sing,
Absentmindedly,
Long forgotten tunes.
"We barely fit
That long chimney.
Wings folded up we dropped."
Said Dragon Cadmus with
Dragon Hermione
Arriving.
"I have become thin."
Said Orpheus.
"If this is to become habit,"
Said Hermes,
"I'll have Hephaestus
Fashion winged shoes
For all your feet.
Oh,"
Added Hermes,
"Another thing, Orpheus,
Hades said. You'll need to
Whistle thrice."
"Hmmph,"
Said Orpheus,
"Next he'll tell me how to sing.
Enough 'ohs'...
There!...up we go!"
Orpheus hung on
To the adamantine
Collars and leash.
DolphinWords
Notes: fussed with the Black Deck Crew in the wee hours...then slept until past 4pm, with an up and down to feed Maya, my dog...didn't eat myself...and so rolled out to Huntington Beach kinda late, like almost five...not going to be much time for the hashtag stradaeasel plein air painting, so on the way thinking how to do a sunset...lay down the oranges and yellows, let them dry, then the blues in the sky...blues over wet oranges are a problem...they turn green...so, nearing the beach, I find the horizon all fog...fog even drizzling...well, this'll be easy and quick, I thought, greys, some greens for the ocean, a few waves...and done before the light is gone...it's a long slog across the beach, and with my head down contemplating, didn't know the sky cleared in a band along the horizon...the fog was lifting...not really fog...a low overcast...and the band was going through permutations of orange and yellow...and then the sun a silver coin, becoming golden...by the time it reached the horizon, the sky was clear as a bell...a half moon high overhead...made the painting of what I saw first...just the band...and it's okay...but there were all kinds of other paintings in the sky as the sun set...such is plein air!...tomorrow is last day of contest...we post a pic of all the 30 paintings, and I'll post that here tomorrow...have more than thirty, as I did extras with the extra paint on the pallet to start...then just got in the habit of doing two or more...Picasso is said to often have done two of the same, one for himself, one to sell...tonight only time for one...
:)
DavidDavid
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