If only Coleridge had given
Okeonos
to that Mariner
of olden days,
for guidance across the
ink-black,
moon-glazed
waters,
he might have avoided
the frozen mist
that rimed his beard
not to mention
the damned
and damning
albatross.
perhaps,
Okeonos
would have kindly proffered
a golden sunrise,
verdant terra firma,
and
final freedom
from
the Curse
instead of more dead sailors,
their desperate need and love
of potable water
gone unrequited.
Funny, that, with no land in sight.
Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.
fucking saltwater.
good for nothing but
pink and blue
taffy
twisted and pulled to
appease underfed (HA!)
tourists?
whoa.
freeze-frame.
Just checked out Okeanos…
turns out he’s the Titan god of
FRESH
water
rivers, springs, wells,
and the like.
pretty stupid,
with a name like that.
Okeonos = Oceanus
get it?
I don’t.
with all the funds available
to a god,
this water deity
is penniless at sea
much like
law enforcement,
dispensing teargas
outside a D.C. church,
disconnected from the people they serve.
life tramples them,
us,
with its cloven hooves.
Yeah, that dead albatross
ain’t goin’ nowhere.
Get used to the smell,
as the haunted voyage
continues.
This is a really complete (and funny!) summary of the above-referenced poem, in case you somehow got through 10th grade without being forced to read it:
https://www.shmoop.com/study-guides/poetry/rime-of-ancient-mariner/summary
Today’s randomly generated prompt required the following:
Include as many of the following words (or variations on these words) as you like:
underfeed, unrequited, moon-glazed, fund, olden, hoof’s, kindly, okeanos, freeze-frame, whoa, disconnected, teargas
Also:
- Include the names of three colours
- Refer to a famous poet
defying atrophy 