Todd WootenOct 28, 20231 min readA Greek TragedyRated 0 out of 5 stars.No ratings yetSentries stand guard over the dungeon of Danae whereI hide from betrayal and Zeus.I once had a child - not Perseus -born to a Gorgon with Stonehenge eyesAn Odyssey prepared to a foreign land, where Helen waitswith dark eyes and hair - gear stowed,land sold, sails raised, she calls outupon the waves that the border has closed, the ships set ablaze
Sentries stand guard over the dungeon of Danae whereI hide from betrayal and Zeus.I once had a child - not Perseus -born to a Gorgon with Stonehenge eyesAn Odyssey prepared to a foreign land, where Helen waitswith dark eyes and hair - gear stowed,land sold, sails raised, she calls outupon the waves that the border has closed, the ships set ablaze
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