Best Selene Poems
The Goddess Of The Moon looked down,
Upon the quiet garden.
She watched night creatures at play,
The Owl, Raccoon and Marten,
Seeking as they do each night,
Their simple, humble fare,
And smiled as she watched them,
The breeze catching her hair.
The silver strands float all about,
Her visage so exciting,
So ethereal, so mystical,
Her crystal gaze enticing.
I come each night to watch her dance,
While everyone is sleeping,
And all is quiet, peaceful, still,
The lovely maid comes sweeping,
Silver streaks of moonlight,
Through town and wood and glen,
Then morning comes and she is gone,
Till moon rise comes again.
The moon hangs bold yet serene
In its pool of molten moonlight
When the night belongs to Selene.
When the night bleeds aubergine
Into the folds of daylight,
The moon hangs bold yet serene.
The sky and the ocean convene
As lazy waves drag hazy starlight,
When the night belongs to Selene.
When the night sky crowns its queen
With stars of the purest white,
The moon hangs bold yet serene.
Her opulence lingers between
Fragments of essence and sleight
When the night belongs to Selene.
We worship her peaceful routine,
Performed from magnificent heights.
The moon hangs bold yet serene
When the night belongs to Selene.
The Goddess of the Moon looked down,
Upon the quiet garden.
She watched night creatures at play,
The owl, raccoon and marten,
Seeking as they do each night,
Their simple, humble fare,
And smiled as she watched them,
The breeze catching her hair.
The silver strands float all about,
Her visage so exciting.
So ethereal, so mystical,
Her crystal gaze enticing.
I come each night to watch her dance,
While everyone is sleeping,
And all is quiet, peaceful, still,
The lovely maid comes sweeping,
Silver streaks of moon light,
Through town and wood and glen;
Then morning comes and she is gone,
Till moon rise comes again.
(The Baby Machine)
Beautiful Selene, goddess of the moon
With her lover Endymion she did spoon
So prolific was she
Fifty daughters from he
Gave him eternal sleep in a cocoon
INTO THE MOOD OF IMAGERY Contest
Submitted by Charles Sides
Golden diadem
Long wings, the eye of the night
Goddess of the moon
Heaven in a chariot drawn
A pedestal of the throne
11.03.16
lunar deity
Selene's Nightly Ride
I can’t wait to see Endymion tonight
I don my headdress, a crescent delight
Then I travel across the inky black sky
Lighting each star as I pass by
Down to earth my chariot rides
To Endymion’s cave in the mountainside
Where he pulls me close, his eyes to mine -
Our love shooting stars into the night
Later when the sun threatens to rise
I put him to sleep with a lullaby
The stars wink out as the night dies
And a single teardrop falls from my eye
I grab my steeds and make them fly
Back into the sky, collecting starlight
2/26/12
for nette's "in the mood of imagery" contest
Susan Burch
Oh, Goddess moon, Selene, sister to the sun
raven haired matron of celestial star light,
reign in your chariot's twin dragons be as one.
Rise refreshed reborn from Oceanus's delight.
Gift the heavens with your ever changing sheen.
Wash the seaside fresh and make our bodies gleam.
For love is always with you, as mankind basks
in your star filled bounty, your heavenly mask.
Rispetto for Selene
(What Makes the Moon Glow)
Goddess Selene, her full face milky white,
rises from the ocean, the Radiant One.
A chariot she rides in the sky of night,
while her thoughts are on her dear *Endymion.
So he’d never die, this man, Selene’s love,
must sleep forever, dreaming of her above.
She comes and lies with him, but he doesn’t know
the dream is real and their passion makes her glow!
*In mythology, Endymion (en-dim-ee-uhn) was a
very handsome shepherd who fathered 50 of
the Goddess Moon's Children (all while in his sleep!!).
Written by Andrea Dietrich
for nette onclaud's
INTO THE MOOD OF IMAGERY Poetry Contest
Swept into the night Selene..
Glistening beads her fragrance
Soft silk sensations warm breast
Sliding kissing soapy, showers; scentful
Dreams collapsing unto that the waiting
Perfumed tiles while the world disappears
The moon melting a hummingbird hovering
Above their windows sill where she cries
Everything is right, pure; into the bedroom
They go and love as she, turns down the lights.
Hovering silently above the sunkissed field
she stalks her prey, tail adjusting movement
then swoops effortlessly towards the unconcealed
Field mouse has no idea, life`s about to sieze
with eyes transfixed, claws outgasped
she swoops down,not a breeze
Her prey is caught,off back to her nest
four newly born chicks await
because food,nutrition is what she does best
P.Beadnall for
Sponsor nette onclaud
Contest Name INTO THE MOOD OF IMAGERY
You are shining brightly upon me at night
Who would have ever known you had another,
Beaming down upon lovers ever so bright,
Your love placed within a dream by earth mother.
Allows you to keep him forever as light,
Guarded as he lie by your latent brother,
Each visit your heart grew stronger with great love.
Every time you rose, you shine from above.
To his beloved he gave his temporal life.
To lay youthful always there in deepest sleep,
For his Selene, never taking a wife,
For her delight of a vision silence deep.
Knowing he willing gave her this without strife.
Entices her, power to shine on his keep,
Ever since and henceforth she shines on his youth.
These words tell her story in a fables truth.
written for
Sponsor nette onclaud
Contest Name INTO THE MOOD OF IMAGERY
written by
Cecil Hickman
sorry a double Rispetto
Her golden crown shone brightly through dark-quiet.
Adorned, in robes of earthen hues and flowing
Fiery dragons pulled her silver chariot.
Clasping whiteness within her hands, love glowing.
Selene kneeled before her father to beg him.
Her love’s eternal sleep and youth, her new whim,
Nightly, now, she treks the skies for love treasured.
Zeus granted her wish, sleep upon her shepherd.
© February 28, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: INTO THE MOOD OF IMAGERY
Sponsored by: nette onclaud
Let your warm kisses fall upon me always,
o beautiful goddess of the luminous moon...
as I'll be sleeping under your moon rays.
Wasn't I Endymion one of your passionate lovers?
I appeased your desires as you lit up the dark night...
and wasn't it because you seduced me with pretty smiles?
Let your warm kisses fall upon me always,
and 'though these manly hands can't touch you...
I will feel you breathing into my lungs to give me thrills.
Selene, ride across the immense, starry firmament
as your chariot is drawn by the white horses of Zeus,
never awaken me...inebriate me with your midnight scent.
Written by Andrew Crisci
for Nette Oncloud's contest,
" In The Mood Of Imagery " "
Like when I'm in your arms i am safe
Like when in running agaisnt the wind
All my loosing all my fears within
With every light seeping through
I couldn't dream of anything more immaculate
This is my dream Come and find me as a sleep
Selene took my from my sheep
Selene; forevermore shall In sleep
This is my dream Come and find me as a sleep
Selene took my from my sheep
Selene; forevermore shall In sleep
"Your beauty is all I seek
Come stay an enternity in sleep"
"cold mistress just leave me
I'm going throughly this star-caressed lands, wasted"
"You are for me
Shall be mine
together; never Lovelorned
Within an enteral rest
Passing through thy heart"
This is my dream Come and find me as a sleep
Selene took my from my sheep
Selene; forevermore shall In sleep
This is my dream Come and find me as a sleep
Selene took my from my sheep
Selene; forevermore shall In sleep
You mere mortals I have told repeatedly.
We gods and goddesses on Mt. Olympus
want to be known by our true identity.
I have already approached you about this.
I’m the moon goddess; “Artemis” is my name.
Perhaps Helios should consume you with flame.
If I hear any of you call me “Selene”,
I will have to do something very obscene.
Robert Pettit for Nette’s “Into The Mood of Imagery” contest.