Aztec Weather

 

Tlaloc – Aztec Deity

 

 

rain is mine
to command
to call down with
benevolent flourish
or halt with a
brandish of temper

either way
I am Tlaloc
the giver of glory
through abundance
of prosperous yields
or through famine
of punishing drought

either way
will your story
be written
forever on stones
of the pyramids
praised upon altars
or damned in the runnels

either way
it is you whose
behavior will choose
from my gifts
but as son of the war gods
I may nonetheless
move to destroy you

 

 

(originally posted November 2013)

Pre-Columbian

pyramids tangle the jungle
tumbling up stone runic steps
to vine-covered moons
incandescent with dull
mythic pictographs
seething with war-clubs
agrarian splendors
bleed from obsidian sacrifice
feathered serpents uncoil
to bask under rainclouds
that empty their shadows
across gilded ochre
gargantuan blocks seamed
by mystical slavery
wailing in recesses cut
from reliefs boasting triumphs
axle-wheeled calendars
crowded with codices
heavily roll from the mouths
of great cultural chasms
inviting new nemeses
wielding their ocean-borne plagues

“Aztec City” by 7leipnir