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The Glass Case Exhibition

January 5, 2011
By PickledMushroom BRONZE, Moonachie, New Jersey
PickledMushroom BRONZE, Moonachie, New Jersey
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The satyrs stared and knew their fate,
Glass-cased ending
And Pan was dead.

Their daughters dying
Knew their fate
And echoed deep inside 'escape,'
But they couldn't fight their fathers' will
And sat there crying, quite unstill.

The mothers plead with crying pleas
The nymphs to satyrs cried their pleas,
'Let the broken-hearted fathers lie
Save the daughters, let them lie.'

But in the end t'was all for naught,
For glass cased endings are how they died.
Pan was dead, and so they died.


The author's comments:
Basically, all there is to know about my poem is that it was an image in a dream and was also inspired from Greek Mythology. The dream is difficult to explain, but the basic image was a white marble museum with beautiful glass display cases filled with grass and trees with the satyrs and their daughters sitting inside. The mothers ran towards them and banged on the glass, but the satyrs only played their pan flutes with eyes shut peacefully.

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on Jan. 25 2012 at 8:44 am
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