Dunderhead the hunter,
always chasing the next big game,
The thought of giggling maidens,
just beyond his view but heard,
Oh yes he could hear their trickling din…
He yearned to see their tender hearts,
And make them bow to his will…
But his heavy feet broke the silence of the skies,
and all he could catch was their cruel cacophony
of cool melodious maidenly disdain.
ARTEMIS DEFENDS HER MAIDENS
Artemis grew weary of the Dunderheads approaches,
His pursuit of pleasure denied her hunt,
whereas She and the seven sisters,
used stealth and guile to capture their prey,
the blundering bombast used his might…
And though he might slay one startled quarry,
he left behind a wasteland on the veldt…
he scattered the herds to all corners,
and ruined Artemis’s best laid plans…
He had to be stopped by Zeus!
ARTEMIS DEPARTS FROM LEGEND
Legend has it that Artemis sought her father’s interdict,
But we know better that Zeus is mercurial,
as trained in tricks as the great God Loki,
His daughter would have none of that,
and instead set her own trap.
The next time she heard the Blunderbuss approach,
She lay in wait, whilst her companions whisked away,
tinkling like wind chimes in all directions …
Orion stopped and sniffed the air and sighed.
Sitting like the thinker on a rock.
Silently she slipped down beside him,
She lay the obsidian blade of her dagger
across his brutish neck and bade him soft…
She whispered words of a wanton wisdom,
And he strained to see who would dare,
To take on the legendary hunter…
She did not disappoint,
her beauty was beyond measure…
She offered her own body,
If he would leave her Pleiades alone.
ORION WITH FINGERS CROSSED
With two choices, comply or die,
Orion was far from downcast…
His will was strong and ardour torn,
He turned to see his adversary,
The most virtuous of maidens,
She had more beauty than all,
and she was as good as her word,
She placed her body at his will,
whilst maintaining the deadly glass
at his zealous throat.
Having sated his flaming desires,
Orion was for awhile as good as his word,
Every time he heard the giggles of the sisters,
He would quickly retire as Artemis had bade him,
But ardour is not slaked for long,
and each time he retired…
He chided himself on his compliance.
Had he not been tricked into agreement?
A contract under such circumstance…
Could not be held up in law!
ORION’S RENEWAL OF THE HUNT
A plan. Of sorts, for guile was not a fault Orion knew,
And he was just a hunter after all,
His method was that of the lioness,
He would announce his presence
Parade through the woods as before,
but now instead of following all,
with no determined approach,
He would look only for weakness,
The weakest would be his prey,
and be taken one by one.
So fair, so slight, a will o’ the wisp,
the first to come under Orion’s gaze,
Fleet of foot she made one mistake,
instead of fleeing she climbed.
I’M SORRY I RAN OUT OF MUSE AT THIS POINT…
I’M LOATHE TO PUBLISH IT BUT I PUT A LOT OF WORK INTO IT. THERE IS MORE TO COME HOPEFULLY.
DALE ‘M’ WE WITH ‘J’