A gorgon manque

I used to be one of the Gorgons

Till I converted in Rome.

I go to Mass every morning

Then I come back to my ancient  home

I used to be one of the Gorgons

I turned all men into stone.

When they stare at me I am tempted,

But my old power seems to have gone.

I was recreated as a robot,

To frighten the Republican men.

But though I looked steel on the outside

I an no longer an Amazon.

I used to be one of the Sirens,

But now I whistle and sing.

I ride about in an ambulance

To comfort the patients they bring.

I used to be a real beauty

Men would chase after me

But now I’m turning autumnal

They mistake me instead for a tree.

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About Katherine

I like poetry and history.I love literature and music.I love Leonard Cohen
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2 Responses to A gorgon manque

  1. Amber Danette says:

    Gosh that’s very clever. I love they rhyme and metre of this. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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