The women
I know now
are all very
beautiful
kind, gentle,
intelligent
and brave,
but also
very tough.
I am glad
that I can
always count
on them to
gently
let me know
when I am
not being kind
to my own
mind enough.
Holding
one another
accountable
is our shared
distinct way
of showing
the depths
and the
intensity
of our love.
Let me tell you a tale—
Yes!
A story others told,
Of beauty written long ago
In ancient times of old.
Her eyes would sparkle in the night,
Her hair was spun as gold,
Which made the jealous goddesses fight
For all the Gods to behold.
Envious in their cruel design,
And bitter at the time,
A goddess cast a wicked curse
To strike the viewer blind—
Blind to the beauty in her sight,
An exile forced to roam,
For those who saw her feared the gaze,
Lest they be turned to stone.
An innocent woman of beauty,
A beauty to behold,
Cursed only by a goddess’ envy—
An ancient tale of old.
Three ebony goddesses wandered out of the jungle today
Silent, they spoke to no one, which was the Amazon way.
Did I mention they were giants, Grista, Gronna and Gray?
Their presence made some of us drop to our knees to pray.
Winter is a bitter goddess, freezing cold, but also blue and white dazzling.
She sparkles with a glitziness that rivals a virgin’s wedding gown.
Spring refreshes, revitalizes, rejuvenates the grasses and perennials
Pushing delightfully delicate dandelions and daffodils toward the sun.
Goddess summer is resting after a plethora of weddings and graduations.
Sharing a scorching sun that gives us no mercy in August.
Autumn shows off golds, browns and yellows in pumpkins and gourds.
She revels in craft fairs, apple festivals, football games and bonfires.
They were dream sirens who fit into everybody’s wheelhouse
Four dream quintessentials named for their special talents.
Are they faeries, goddesses or pixies? People asked sandman.
It did not matter; they were faith, love, hope and joy.
Faith gave dreams that helped people believe in the unseen.
Her special talent was to uplift, enthuse, and enlighten.
Spirituality was her base, she did not push personal doctrines.
Her sisters were amazed at her talents, they were magnificent.
Love gave husbands and wife mutual dreams.
Dreams that inspired words like dearest, beloved and honey.
Hope uplifted people’s expectations, inspiring dreams and wishes.
Joy added to their dreams with passion, enthusiasm and joy.
I claim my Egyptian heritage of
Love, rivers, healing
Geese fly high above our pyramids
Those rocks moved with magnetic
music
Light cascading through space
Thoth dances above our crowns
I sway beneath Amun-Ra
She-He caresses my auburn hair
a deepening of irises
it was my thunder and
my own blistering hands
Nile flows freely watching
Now my goddesses sit in their Merkaba’s
chanting around an eternal flame
carrying melodies of change
violined voices on violet strings
A million workers marched barefoot
through fields or furnaces
aligning cores below to above
Sirius clapped assent
urging me out into Space
Pyramid ! Triangle of my refuge
and direction
While above signs
watched my movement
up the Squinx
to a northern node
Bronzed arms encircle my hips
as Africa unites with Asia
I did not know that
in a Southern land I
would disembark to
crack hearts of steel
with spirals of crystalline carbon
a moment at Last Supper
I relived this teaching
Myrrh rained down to
anoint
My Heart was His-
Hers !
gorgeous purple impatiens
deep rooted, holding up the river
revered by lily pads
honored by orange and white koi
I follow their lead and take a photo
of course it could never equal the real thing
the serene feelings of reverence of the landscape
they are three-dimensional goddesses if you ask me
The ancient Gods – Hades, Zeus, Jupiter, Poseidon did not know what to do.
They could not control the goddesses, and this made them crabby and blue.
The Goddesses laughed at their “master’s confusion. Let me laugh here.
In feminine “collusion” they made these whipped call them honey and dear.
Not being promised
To nobody,
wanted court
Artemis... but Artemis
the protected of the moon, fled
with Prince Solar ...
I returned my commoners
looks at Helena
superb and serene girl ...
I even did a serenade for her ..
Neptune raged
so much that he played terrible
waves on my walls ...
I insisted I was not afraid ...
Then came Hermes and
delivered me message
in person:
Mortal can't dream
of immortals ...!
The law of the strongest
made me sad ...
My friend Ulysses
came
comfort me: don't listen
singing of nymphs and neither
fall in love with mermaids ...!
I started looking for Mary,
Marianne, Severinas and
Josefas ... ordinary women ...
They all smiled at me
benevolence, but all
they let me down ...!
Until a half Roman,
half German, half Bavarian
with her white way of being
said to me in my ear:
Wake up love ... lunch
is ready....!
Oh, you goddesses ~ pretty Pleiades of stars
Shinning above in distant blue merriment's glee
Sisters adorn the sky as nightly jewels of ours
To grace the Titan Atlas ~ his daughters carefree
Stunning as their mother Pleione ~ gathered still
We look upon their light with hearts of divine thrill
Alas, the God of hunt ~ the giant Orion
In love he fell, with sisters all, upon their meet
Pursued them daily like a mountain lion
Till Zeus did change his girls to doves ~ they fly so sweet
To sky up high they went to be a part of Bull
You see but six as one became a comet, full
We celebrate the story of their beauty fair
When dance and song and poetry expressed our loves
To keep our daughters safe from Gods, we do beware
Or see them fly from you like early morning doves
Rejoice each night when seen their joyous glitter smiles
Together they are ~ our sisters in all our trials
7-03-2020
A Contest About a Goddess or God - Not THE God' Contest Info
Sponsor Caren Krutsinger 1st Place
I speak my hidden angry GodVoice
and my sad suffering supplicant Goddess
listening choice
And these feel counter-balanced
within shared robust HappyGod
speaking through widely effective
boldly multiculturing voices
and/or deep learning health-conscious GreenGoddess
effluent flows
of nature's silent
non-violent
communion whispers,
Inviting soul songs for slow-dance circling
drumming
thrumming
strumming
plumbing rhythmic muses
Re-membering EarthTribe
con-celebrating HereNow
questing Paradise resilience
with past and future
more tolerantly listening
in-between regenerating
transpersonal progenitors
In Earth's sanctuary
not here for exclusively right answers;
Here to learn
to ask inclusively deeper and wider,
healthier and wealthier questions
together.
His covenant speaks through cooperative contracts
within a universally tolerant midway
sacred transcendent space;
Her sacrament hears uniting cooperative invitations
into ego/ecojustice sanctuary
of divine
and for humane
bilateral balance,
becoming holy healed.
Fan sport of a nation
Celebrate vacation
Slow traffic to a crawl
For a net and a ball
Fiery sandy beaches
Prettier than peaches
Girls in hot bikinis
Skidding smooth to their knees
Reaching for ball contact
With maximum impact
Volley from each corner
In a precise order
Minding the bearing north
Exciting back and forth
Fingertips so gentle
Tactical and mental
To and fro audacious
Then a wack so vicious
Higher up in the air
On the sideline a spare
A little friendly bet
Goddesses at the net
Under the summer sun
Toying with fitness fun
AP: 3rd place 2021, Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on October 3, 2020 for contest GAMES - MENTAL OR PHYSICAL sponsored by WILLIAM KEKAULA - RANKED 2ND
Freya, Maria, Gaia, Sofia
Isis, Astarte
Kali and Parvati
Always it seems
They haunt my dreams
Staring like tigers in my night
With demanding love
And no expectation
But to see Her
They walk in light
Hip-switching across the Earth
A woman, a deer, a flying leaf
Her flaming sword
Could spin my head off
But She kisses my soul and I'm safe
Every day I see Her
Magic paralyzing eyes
Outlined in black
Golden eyelids smiling
Startingly clearly brown or blue
I know lust and peace at once
The world turns over
And the world burns
And the Goddess walks forever
The fortunate primal difference
between Gods and Goddesses:
Goddesses are Gods
in a nurturing adDress
rather than relentlessly out
to terrorize
weaponize
and systematically opPress.
Thank Gaia for this synergy,
for if not
who could humane divine integrity?
Giving wealthy spiritual rebirth
to naturally healthy regenerations
full with God and Goddess girth.
SHE WON'T READ ME SO SHE WILL NEVER KNOW
IT'S FOR AND ABOUT HER
there are far too many people no one can satisfy
so in essence we should all just let them wail and cry
because tears ain't going to get them anywhere
so have i made myself amply clear?
weep your tears my dear, but good it shall not do
it's not going to help me any and it certainly won't help you
so go ahead with reddened eyes comparing yesterday to today
for comparisons will get you nowhere except some fResh FLESH to flay
so skin yourself alive if you dare
that's as good as a self-pitying tear
as for me i cry no more
for i find weeping an unnecessary bore
oh so there she sits on a seat of memories
listening to a disembodied voice whispered by the breeze
well that voice was silenced years ago when he bid his heavenly goodbye
and as i said, there are just too many people no one can satisfy
(c) 2011......Phreepoetry ~free cee!!~
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