66 Day Poetry Habit, God Poems, Poetry

Victory Athena

Jaw set

Gray eyes clear

Seated at a loom

In an officer’s tent

One battle

One pass

One well-placed blow

Nike woven in gold

-M.

(Day 19 of my 66 Day Poetry Habit. I’m not going to lie, you guys: today’s poem sucks. Sincere apologies to Athena. As bad as the poem is, I think she might appreciate at least the fighting spirit. I feel like absolute hell but I AM going to make this 66 days. Write a sucky poem. Live to poem another day.)