Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt was a form of poetry rather than a topic: participants were encouraged to write a sonnet.
I have gone with the traditional Shakespearean rhyming pattern and stuck with the Greek mythology theme.
NaPoWriMo Day 23 – Sonnet
Deep beneath the wailing ghosts of Hades,
Lies the blackened fields of fever and fire:
Once prison to the one-eyed Cyclopes,
Where fools suffer for raising the gods’ ire:
Kings pay for ignorance of divine will,
Sisyphus forever rolling his stone,
Up to the crest of the steepest of hills,
Only for it to fall and break his bones:
Tantalus and Ixion too did grieve,
As one must suffer from thirst and hunger,
The other from tall Olympus was heaved,
And strapped to a flaming wheel of thunder:
Still they toil under growls of Cerberus,
Always within the jaws of Tartarus: