Hymn to Aphrodite Throned in splendor, immortal Aphrodite!Child of Zeus, Enchantress, I implore theeSlay me not in this distress and anguish,Lady of beauty. Hither come as once before thou camest,When from afar thou heard’st my voice lamenting,Heard’st and camest, leaving thy glorious father’s Palace golden, Yoking thy chariot. Fair the doves that bore thee;Swift toContinue reading “Hymn to Aphrodite”
Category Archives: Goddess
Feast of Brigid
The Feast of Brigid The red-haired girl draws milkin a pail from the earth. The earth is a spotted cowwith teats that are geysersand anthills and rotten logs. The red-haired girlstrokes and strokesthe dark soil. When the milk rises in spurtsshe catches its arc of white frothto give out to visitors. At the gate ofContinue reading “Feast of Brigid”
The Annunciation
I wanted to share with you a small piece called ‘The Annunciation’, that I wrote last year and which has been published by a small non-profit online magazine called The Cauldron This is the link if anyone would like to read it. There are some other amazing stories, poetry and non-fiction in there too. WhyContinue reading “The Annunciation”
Garm of Hounds
Skíðblaðnir best of boats; Of all the gods is Óðinn the greatest, And Sleipnir the best of steeds; Bifröst of bridges, Bragi of skalds, Hábrók of hawks, and Garm of hounds* This is our rescue boy, Nathan, a Hound of fine upstanding….He’s been with us since July of last year,2020. He came to us inContinue reading “Garm of Hounds”
Candlemass 2nd February
Bede records in his Reckoning of Time (A.D. 725) the use of candles at the Feast of Purification was common in his day. (Latin Text) O]n the feast of St Mary, the whole populace with the priests and ministers goes on procession through the churches and the city neighbourhoods, all singing devout hymns, and carrying in theirContinue reading “Candlemass 2nd February”
Imbolc – The Feast of Brigid*
The Feast of Brigid The red-haired girl draws milkin a pail from the earth. The earth is a spotted cowwith teats that are geysersand anthills and rotten logs. The red-haired girlstrokes and strokesthe dark soil. When the milk rises in spurtsshe catches its arc of white frothto give out to visitors. At the gate ofContinue reading “Imbolc – The Feast of Brigid*”
Forward I look, and backward, and below I count, as god of avenues and gates, The years that through my portals come and go.
This blog was first posted on January 4, 2015 on Tales From the Undergardener’s Lodge…but I thought it worth of an update and another share. Here we are, and it’s January again. (Image Sunset Filey Beach 1st December 2020 ©Shullie H Porter 2020) Janus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, andContinue reading “Forward I look, and backward, and below I count, as god of avenues and gates, The years that through my portals come and go.”
‘Wings beating about the room…’
The Mother Of God
The threefold terror of love; a fallen flare
Through the hollow of an ear;
Wings beating about the room;
The terror of all terrors that I bore
The Heavens in my womb.
Throned in splendor, immortal Aphrodite!
Hymn to Aphrodite Throned in splendor, immortal Aphrodite! Child of Zeus, Enchantress, I implore thee Slay me not in this distress and anguish, Lady of beauty. Hither come as once before thou camest, When from afar thou heard’st my voice lamenting, Heard’st and camest, leaving thy glorious father’s Palace golden, Yoking thy chariot. Fair theContinue reading “Throned in splendor, immortal Aphrodite!”
The Delightful Mrs P 