hero

Well today’s challenge proved a toughie for me. The theme was ‘Hero (or heroine)’ so I’ve gone a bit literal, using the myth of Hero and Leander (yes, I know it’s been done far better by the likes of Christopher Marlowe, but hey, it’s all I could think of). We were tasked to write a ballad using Anaphore or Epistrophe (or both) which is a fancy way of saying starting, or finishing, a line with the same word, hence the rather weird construction of this poem!! Anyhoo, here it is, all very sad…. 😦

The Tragic Love of Hero and Leander

In myth, ‘tis said, the priestess Hero,
in summer found her love.
In nights warm blanket
in lamp-lit secret
in so-cold sea he swam,
in the darkness climbed her tower, and
in her chamber she succumbed, ‘til…

In rough waters, despite endeavor,
in confusion he was lost.
in her anguish, weeping Hero,
in the water joined Leander, who
in that darkness rest his head, so
in drowning joined forever,
in tragedy they bound their love.

Writing a post feels like work today. I’ve got loads of other things to do. It’s that time of year. The time when I should be dashing about shopping, wrapping, writing cards, panicking about who’s doing what. Instead, I’ve been sitting here for an hour or two, trying desperately to write something vaguely interesting, as well as vaguely entertaining.

Three times I’ve written stuff and deleted it before I’ve got to the end.

I didn’t mean for it to become work. It was supposed to be fun. Supposed to get me in writing mode. But today it’s pressure. I haven’t posted anything for a few days, I must do it. Must post. Must post…

Do other blogger’s feel like this? I don’t want to lose the (very) small number of readers I’ve got by abandoning them at the first hurdle. Regular posting is the way to build followers they say… Must post something…

The daily prompt wasn’t helpful. ‘My Hero’. Hmm. Can’t think of one. I could be cheesy and say someone who’s been battling adversity, some celeb or other, or a superhero (well, those tight outfits they wear can be quite fetching). What about a sporty type? Nope, not a big fan. Besides the only sports I watch (never participate in, please note) are team jobbies – Cricket, Rugby. Though of course, did watch our Bradley winning the tour. He was a bit of a hero for that, but overall, not really ‘my hero’ material.

What about a band, a musician that’s inspired me? Some talented bod who’s made a ton of money by doing a bit of singing. Nope, not exactly hero’s are they?

Explorer’s? People that battle against tough terrain, freaky weather, fearsome animals to get….somewhere. Why…? Nope, don’t get it. Just sounds reckless, feckless.

Spacemen? People hurtling into space, thrown around, eating dried food and seeing their pens float away (not to mention pooing in funny toilets). No, again, don’t get it. So you see the Earth from a distance? So what? (I’ve bought a globe, it’s much easier) Only crazy individuals, not hero’s, would volunteer for that surely?

Bet lot’s of people would say their dad, and all I would say to that is… No, no, and thrice no.

No sorry Daily Prompt people, I failed, miserably, to come up with anyone. Thinking about it, I don’t think I even know what a hero is now.

Well, I’m gonna have to give up now. Got to get off out there shopping, organising, wrapping, writing. panicking. Only 15 days to go aargghh…

Come to think of it, you know I was wrong before, writing this post isn’t like work. Getting ready for Christmas is though.