Lyra

a beautiful instrument born
of pure mischief and glee,
the lyre’s lovely sounds haunt
a listener’s heart with a woeful melody.

in the hands of apollo
the lyre’s notes did loudly ring,
but in son orpheus’s hands
the instrument seemed to sing.

his only comfort after eurydice’s demise,
the lyre ultimately caused his downfall.
while strumming a tune full of sorrow and woe,
it drowned out the maenads’ siren call.

ripping the man limb from limb,
they eagerly sever his head.
throwing the body into the hebrus,
they celebrated once he was dead.

to mourn his passing,
the muses great effort gave
to gather all his body’s limbs
and commit them to a grave.

and in remembrance of
this tale of love, pure and true,
zeus placed the lyre for all to see
in the midnight’s inky blue.