Tag Archives: goddess

She

Posted on December 10, 2020 by Helen

She is of the water Of the crystal lake she comes And of the endless ebb and flow She yields, succumbs She’ll swim in tides And on misshapen boats she rides Beneath mist covered skies She loves and dies … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged eath, female, goddess, Life, ocean, Spiritual, Water, wisdom | 3 Comments

Glory

Posted on April 4, 2017 by Helen

This golden dawn Arising in precious metal The woman rides the dragon’s back Resplendent Oh, what a morning! The world holds its breath To see her in her glory Ascend In a ballgown Made of fallen starlight Weaved with with … Continue reading →

Posted in Fire | Tagged ascendant, fire, goddess, golden dawn, woman | 2 Comments

Autumn Delight

Posted on April 5, 2016 by Helen

Autumn’s beauty Precious creature Golden red and brown sun-kissed foliage A goddess’ headpiece crowning the glory of the last gasps of colour before the chilly grey of winter descends Autumn’s perfection At the trembling moment before death, nature arises to … Continue reading →

Posted in Fire, Poetry | Tagged autumn, Beauty, goddess, Life, nature, seasons, winter | 2 Comments

The Coming

Posted on August 29, 2015 by Helen

She is coming Born of ravens Psychopomp descending To the terrain Breath is icy Eyes are fire Bleak and lost Are her domain Ancient creature Youthful beauty Brings despair And scarring flame Few will know her Few can view her … Continue reading →

Posted in Air, Poetry | Tagged darkness, death, fear, fire, followers, goddess, ice, name, Psychopomp, ravens, Spiritual, worship | 8 Comments

Summer Sandals

Posted on November 13, 2013 by Helen

She wore red summer sandals And peasant skirts She drank in the sunshine Like a sensual balm And for this special goddess No day could come to harm She was the essence of The perfect summer day She wore purple … Continue reading →

Posted in Fire, Poetry | Tagged alchemy, Aspiration, Beauty, Clothing, fashion, goddess, Musings, sandals, Spiritual, summer | 2 Comments

Desecration

Posted on June 10, 2013 by Helen

At sweet moments of elation Comes the whiplash-like sensation When the rose begins to bloom Comes the harbinger of doom When the sun ascends the sky Moon must bow and quiet, die When the stars are seen again Then the … Continue reading →