#hellenic poetry

[nixthepolytheist]

Our noisy, boisterous Dionysus. Whom I love to share the joy of music with, and the euphoria it gives me to feel it vibrating through my body.

Our mad, tearer of the soul Dionysus. When my mind is racing, won’t stop yelling, screaming, saying things that aren’t true, I call to him, and he graciously calms my mind.

Our sweet-voiced, gentle Dionysus. Softening blows I inflict upon myself. He who fills me with warmth, placing soft hands on my shoulders, relaxing me.

My tender-hearted, ivy-crowned, loving god Dionysus. For whom I owe my gratitude to, for seeing that I needed him before I could even realize it.

I thank you and love you.

[khaire-traveler]

In honor of Lady Artemis 💜🩵🦌🧸🏹🌙

Happy birthday

The pitter-patter of tiny feet,

The quiet solace of a night in the woods,

The thrill of dancing with friends,

The beauty of a flame,

The majesty of seeing an animal in the wild,

The twinkle in a child's eyes,

The creak of pulling back a bow's string,

The crunch of the forest floor,

The sounds of crickets chirping in the night,

The freedom of staying true to yourself,

The nostalgia of sweet childhood memories,

The love between a dog and their owner,

The fury when a loved one is mistreated,

The need to care for another who is hurting,

The wonder of seeing fireflies rise in a field,

The comfort of stargazing or cloud watching,

The bond between wolves in a pack,

The heartfelt music of the night...

~

Goddess Artemis,

The Darting, The Fierce, The Compassionate,

The Lethal Huntress With Impeccable Aim,

The Light Bringer With A Thousand Names,

The One Who Shall Never Be Tamed,

You are all of these things and more.

You are limitless, boundless, free.

You are the inspiration of many,

By simply being who You are.

May You run free in the woods, in the wild,

With Your loyal band of nymphs,

Dancing and hunting and laughing,

For all of Your immortal life.

I wish You nothing but joy,

And I thank You for the times You've wished me,

All the same.

You are blessed, Glorious Goddess,

In so many ways,

And I am graced by Your presence.

You allow me to connect with nature,

To ground myself, to find joy, to embrace who I am.

You instill courage, give comfort, provide aid,

Even when You receive nothing or little in return.

You are so generous,

You are so kind,

And You are forever changing.

And throughout the many challenges,

That I have faced these past few years,

You've supported me.

Even when I did not believe in myself,

You believed in me,

And I am forever grateful for that.

Thank You, Kindly Artemis,

For everything.

You are a blessing to the world,

And all living things,

Big and small, prey and predator, plant and animal.

I will always have love in my heart for You.

Happy Thargelia; Happy Birthday.

[d-ovee]

Erato, Muse of Love Poetry

Albertina • Vienna, Austria

[devotee-of-aphrodite-venus]

[hyakinthou-naos]

Hestia

Hestia’s posture is impeccable.

She is neither tall nor short - and round in figure.

Her hips are wide - perfect for holding the children that she never birthed, but cares for anyway.

Her belly is round, from good food and a good family - and it bounces slightly when she laughs.

She has a mothers face, and a mothers hands, and auburn hair that falls in curls.

She wears dresses in muted oranges and reds, or browns - and her apron is off-white.

She hums when she cooks in the kitchen and grows her own herbs in the back garden.

She keeps a cleaning rag in her pocket, and always has a salve ready in case of scraped knees or burnt hands.

She does not yell, no - her honey brown eyes give a harsh enough stare to silence unruly children and self-indulgent adults.

Her doors are always open, to the forgotten and the lost - to the wandering and the wanting.

She always cooks enough for extra company and second helpings.

Her hearth is always burning, her love is never ending.

Hestia, Goddess of Hearth and Home,

Lead my way - and light my path. 🕯️

- Hestia’s Hearth; An original hymn

[drowningparty]

Sophocles, Electra (trans. Anne Carson)

[katerinaaqu]

People who criticize others for disliking the changes of Greek mythology when gods are twisted to look like some sort or final villain boss fight video game I honestly wanna see how the reactions would be if someone created a biblical musical where the Pharaoh of Egypt takes revenge against God of Israelites for killing the first born of Egypt by smiting him with his own sword or justice and claim he does it for his people while God begs for mercy.

Food for thought

[whim513]

i love father hades, he’s the softness in darkness, the peace in silence, he’s strong and steady his hands never wavering. He’s wise and calm and despite his reputation his love is abundant. His love is soothing quiet, darkness after a long overwhelming day, soft music, tears and tenderness. He is fatherly and makes everything seem okay, he is a promise of kindness beyond life, and i think that in each pocket of relief, of love in the world, he is there. In tea, in friendship, in a stranger smiling at you, a wave between customers, a kiss on the cheek, a wagging tail of a pet. His love is gentle and steady, a rocking chair and i love him with deep tenderness.

[mylifeforawinegod]

Dionysos,

It is only through your

eyes

that I can

see through this particular

night.

-Seth McCall-Pontius

[imagineee-123]

Ode to Aidoneus (Hades)

Oh, sweet God of the dead, protect my soul

Your darkness consumes all and keeps us whole

Aidoneus, giver of wealth, the one unseen

Keeper of the departed, our endings foreseen

Rolling waves, leading to your tender embrace

Oh, the fear of your presence is misplaced

A respectable, fatherly being

Your watchful eye and doting, oh-so-freeing

Your eternal black, revered by the moon and stars alike

The realm of Hades’ where there is only night

Lost souls, wallow and pray

You are the light to lead our way

The lingering smoke of a candle wick burnt

You, to which our spirits will return

May their trepidation turn to serenity

As they learn, you are not our enemy

Mortal life is far too brief

Though I know you’ll bring comfort to our grief

Your Kingdom, mysterious and homely

How I know your arms will hold me

Oh, praise be to Hades and His arcane caress

There will be a day I must feel the kiss of death

And in His domain, there will be no rain

For I will know I am loved

This is an original poem. Please don't repost elsewhere! (At least not without credit or permission.) Thanks to @vibeswithrenai for the Hades themed dividers.

[lavendermoonlove]

Hymns created for the gods - Hekate #1

I

Under the starry sky,

I find myself at the crossroads,

The moon greets me as a friend,

With its illuminating glow,

Under that white beam I find,

An ever-blazing torch held three-fold,

With a stern gaze, soul piercing touch,

Held tight as a bright light guides the way,

Obsidian pebbles mark the path,

To where I let go and create,

And as the air fills with lavender and myrrh,

As dandelions make their way from the underworld,

As I place garlic upon the threshold,

And walk through the gates,

To which the keyholder granted me access,

Knowing I am protected.

Hail Hekate!

Hail Hekate!

Hail Hekate!

[chthoniclakewitch]

I worship Thanatos so that perhaps in the darkness of death, I may see a familiar face shining a smile upon me.

[khaire-traveler]

|| For the Summer Solstice, something I decided to write for Apollon: ||

☀️

I wake up, feeling afraid and alone;

I drag my feet from bed;

I reach not for sun but for phone;

I need to get out of my own head;

I force myself to go outside;

After quite a long debate;

I see the sun begin to rise;

And see, within it, my fate;

Your gentle hands extend to me;

You sweetly hold my face;

Gone are traces of misery;

A loving warmth takes its place;

I've followed Your Light for quite some time;

I've found my way in the dark;

You've taught me to weave lyric and rhyme;

And have hope when times are stark;

To You, Golden Prince, I sing my praise;

May you shine eternally;

I feel Your love in brilliant rays;

Wonderful, this day shall be.

☀️

|| Thank You, Lovely Apollon, for all that You've done for me throughout my time worshipping You, and even before. It feels like You have always been a comforting presence in my life, and no matter what I have going on, I feel I can trust You with anything and everything. You are slow to anger and quick to forgive. I always feel safe within Your presence. There is a gentle love You willingly share with Your worshippers that supports and comforts us, and on this, the day of summer light, I feel that love is the strongest. Thank You for always supporting me. Thank You for always being there for me. Thank You for always listening to me. You are truly a Kind-hearted God. Bearer of Light, may You have a smile on Your face as You celebrate today, and may the joyous praises of Your worshippers bring gladness to Your golden heart. I love and praise You, Apollon the Shining. ||

[alexzehooman]

On Stage With Dionysos

My heart races in my chest. The lights are dim. I’m waiting for my cue. Oh Bachhos, give me guidance, I pray and pray as the lights rise and I enter. His hand guides my movements, a beautiful dance of poetry, He guides my voice through the air, thick with tension. I call on the Patron of Theatre for guidance, and he answers as wine fills a glass, so fast, and so strong. The power of Lord Dionysos moves the audience to tears as my voice booms through the auditorium. He shouts with me, He falls with me, he cries with me. And as the lights fall for the last time He holds me in His soft arms. Thank you, o Dionysos, God of stories told not on paper, but with our voices and our bodies, Lord of ecstasy and joy, such joy I felt when we were considered the best of the best from Your guidance. Praise, O Lord!

[devotee-of-aphrodite-venus]

Women are pomegranates.

We will stain you bloody

if you try to tear our divine bodies apart.

[pearlsandjustice]

Aphrodite

Is born from the sky and into the sea

And you can find her in the vivid, exquisite earth.

In the ripe, warm-coloured fruits on the tree which may remind you of the lush softness of fatty flesh or the tenderness of the heart.

There is so much love, so much beauty to be found in all that surrounds us,

And you can always find her there

In the depths and on the sun-warmed surface

Of the world and of yourself.