Treasure Island

John May

(June 24th,1971 / New Jersey)

Ἑλένη


She's as the ancients always said:
Beauteous, divine.
And O, those ruby lips of red
(As red as Trojan wine) .

But vengeance is a cruel device-
Paris breached the bed!
Now Menelaus raging forth
Won't stop ‘til he is dead.

Submitted: Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, September 26, 2012
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