newborns, we dusted the earth
off our shoulders
shook it out of our hair
newborns, we were still blind
but we could smell jason
an enemy to cut down
newborns in the bodies of grown men
experts at wielding a sword
experts at cutting down a man
our father was a dragon’s tooth
our mother the dark earth
but neither warned us about treachery
newborns, we huddled together for protection
who knew that duplicitous man
would set us at each other’s throats
newborns, it took but a single rock
tossed in our midst
blind, we died trying to protect one another
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National Poetry Month
NaPoWriMo Day 21
Minor Character
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Words and Feathers 
Enigmatic and scarf. I sense a strong historical or generational allusion.
Scary. Not scarf. Need more coffee.
Ha ha. I knew what you meant. Thanks!
It’s rare that I find Greek mythology referenced in modern works. Nice touch of the almost subaltern, here. 🙂
Thanks! I used some of this imagery in an earlier poem, and the stories of Jason and Odysseus stuck with me.
The Argonauts were one of my favourite fantasy teams as a kid. 🙂
Sorry; I’m caught up with some projects and apologize for my late response! I love this poem and enjoyed reading between the lines (your subtle reference to Greek mythology is sublime). AND I LOVE THAT IT’S TITLED!!! ❤
I’m glad you enjoyed it. I decided to try titles for a while.
If your mom named you by your birthdate, how would that have made you feel? Pos are our children. Give them their namesake. ❤️
Okay, sensei. You win. 🤗
No, your newborns win 😊
I really like this. A classic – pardon the pun!
Pun pardoned. And thanks. I really enjoyed that prompt. Blimey!
Sorry; *poems*
Ha! I thought it was code or slang.
Pos and hos. 😉