No Star-Crossed Lovers (true love) (New Poem)

 

No Star-Crossed Lovers (true love) (New Poem)

by Tim Kavi

now its absolutely true

that the sun shines

whenever I see you

I feel the warmth

of your love and care

in your beauty, standing there.

not a thing to do

no star crossed lovers here

the sky turns blue

destiny is not undone

yuanfen is never broken

no tears, a lasting token.

for what was to be

was found in the divine love

that was planned for you and me

before the world was born

steps were taken

even if hearts were breaking.

there was only the meaning

found in shaken shadows

where faith was seeming

and hearts were dreaming

to help us find our way

that love would live to another day. 

it is You,

Goddess transfixed

in the unshakeable 

transfigured and begotten

turning in all this, due

when each first said: "I Love you"!

shrine of the goddess (new poem)

shrine of the goddess (poem)

by Tim Kavi

In the distance

a foggy shroud

I see

a mountain path

climbing to an essence

lost in a fog

the path winds

upward, like

a foothold into

an existential abyss

There, the preponderance

of the evident

is lost to all my senses

but the beauty 

lingers like a lasting impression

of Her, in the mist

is She that dwells

in the shrine

of the goddess.

Imagined Lines (poem)

Imagined Lines

by Tim Kavi

If One Were to Imagine

how beautiful Nature is

within and without

one would if not 

for the trappings 

of science, imagine

they are seeing

magic and beauty

at the same time.

lovely and beautiful (new poem)

lovely and beautiful

by Tim Kavi

lovely and beautiful

your smile lights the world

where on twisted pathways

the foot of this admirer has trod

until at last

lit by your pretty essence

home has been found

love has been found

forever reflected

in your lovely smiling grace.

poets' afterword:  the photo is of the Greek goddess, the smiling Athena. She is found at the Aphaia Temple at Aegina. She is the tallest representation over all the goddesses depicted in the excavations.  Has a goddess like this ever graced your life?  Hope you tell her so today.~~TK

eyes of the Dancing Woman (new poem)

eyes of the Dancing Woman

by Tim Kavi

enchantress, your eyes

catch me in moonlight

gentle orb

dancing there

sweet boundless moves

love is in the air

they flutter

bending me into

other dimensions

of divine light

eyelids blinking

wide awake in Night

the gentle rapture

of passion's drawing

song; sings heavenly

movements of power

where from afar

I know not the hour

I dared to look

into your Divine Soul

I am your sacred viewer

and saw your all

as your steps lit

the sacred hall

some say they were

smitten by a dancing

kitten; made perfect

in love hypnotized

not realizing your Greatness

had already mesmerized

I remember; your look

while your body below

contorted; in Divine

dancing soul

candle light romancing

glow; lit my heart whole

until I knew

all was undone

and uncovered

I cannot bear this alone

my love's secret

is in your dancing home.

Quantum Foams (New Poem)

Quantum Foams

by Tim Kavi

when walking

among the cloudy nebulae

there is a great expanse

to the end I cannot see

yet there is a horizon

ancients saw

the end of the world

sailing off of it

we travel faster than light

but still there is too much

around the curve

I encounter the former me

but what is this?

more than we can ever know

and see

in the tiniest atoms

the I; we cease to be?

marvelous majesty

and mystery

uttering things too

wonderful

like star crossed

destiny

think what you want?

imagine what you see

in the quantum foams

there is every chance

you will discover it

determined by your

choices; yet remaining free

even in the depths

there is plenty of room

at the bottom

particles float

in fixed yet uncertain

orbits; hovering

in suspended clouds

of galactic dust

my hand goes through

the wall

my spirit is in my body

my mind embodied

becomes material

it travels

yet bound by this tent

yearning for release

to travel another day

far and away

down and below

through eternity

finite in infinite

soupy Creator's sea

the wonders are too

great for me

and when the Sirens

announce land is drawing

close; I will open

my sailor's eye

but cannot trust what

I hear and see

for if there is only the port

of this existence

I am left to ponder

and have many things

left by faith to believe

so I keep searching

walking from within

and without

quantum foams

swirling all about.

More About Goddesses: Aphrodite and the Story of Eros and Psyche (new column) (Tim Kavi's VALENTINES BE MINE FOR NINE: Posting 9)

Aphrodite observes Eros & Psyche (classical view)

More about Goddesses: Aphrodite and the Story of Eros and Psyche 
by Tim Kavi

Aphrodite is often hailed as the goddess of beauty, love, procreation and pleasure. She is also hailed as the protector of sailors as she was born from the sea foam. Aphrodite is the daughter of Zeus and Dione, making her one of the most vital goddesses in Greek mythology.

Given her nature, Aphrodite is a very personal and intimate goddess, invading the secret places of her followers and remaining close to those that are loyal to her. She can easily bring about a feeling of wonder and magic, particularly encouraging a natural feminine power, but Aphrodite is also capable of deceiving the heart when exalting the sensuality of a couple’s union as she sees fit.

The nature of Aphrodite and her ability to manipulate the magical or deceptive side of sensuality is noted in her son Eros’s union with Psyche. Eros is the god of passionate sexual love while Psyche was a princess that was so beautiful that many treated her like a goddess. Some would even make sacrifices or perform symbolic gestures in her name, which caused much jealousy among the other goddesses, particularly Aphrodite.

In her jealousy, Aphrodite sent her son Eros to put a spell on Psyche, making her fall in love with the ugliest man on the Earth. When Eros arrived, he was so stunned by Psyche’s beauty that he accidentally pricked himself with one of his magical arrows, falling in love with her instantly. Feeling guilty for his deeds, Eros worked to undo the spell and then left. Enraged that her son could not manage this deed, Aphrodite cast a similar spell to seal Psyche’s fate.

Concerned that their daughter would marry a monster, they summoned the Fates. They told her parents to take her to a mountain to leave her for her beastly betrothed. Her parents eventually obliged, and Psyche was left on the mountain in her sorrow. Seeing her tears, Zephyr the West Wind took her away to a lush forest in the valley below. Here she wandered until she found a palace with invisible servants and an invisible lover that would care for her.

Psyche was welcome to enjoy these benefits so long as she only united with her lover in darkness. After much time together, Psyche could no longer manage her curiosity and lit a candle to see her lover, Eros. Hurt by her suspicions, Eros flew away. Psyche’s suspicions show the conscience’s unwillingness to live with a relationship surrounded in darkness. Given this impossible task, Psyche appealed to Aphrodite asking to be reunited with Eros with no conditions.

Aphrodite conceded, provided Psyche enter the underworld and place a drop of Persephone’s beauty in a box. Persephone is known as the beauty of the depths because she was taken down to the Underworld to be the bride of Hades. Determined to be reunited with her lover, Psyche completed this final task, achieving a state where the dark anonymity of her previous love and the divine, personal aspects of love could merge.

Eros and Psyche were given one of few wedding ceremonies given in the presence of all the gods on Olympus. The gods celebrated this new union with a great feast that celebrated the union of the soul, and Eros, the representation of sexual love. At this blessed union, Aphrodite danced in celebration.

Poet's Afterword:  Appropriate for Valentine's Day, today's blog celebrates the balanced love of Psyche and Eros (aka Cupid) --the love that came to light in complete openness and blissful reunion.  A love that Aphrodite and the enitre Greek pantheon celebrated. This concludes the First Annual VALENTINES BE MINE FOR NINE daily blogging celebration leading up to Valentine's Day.  However, there will be a special Valentine's Day poem posted tomorrow. HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY to all of my readers--may your lives be filled with love and loving others.My writings and love poems are always an encouragement to love--for life is just too short for anything else.~~TK

If you liked this column you will like my eBook Collection, More About Goddesses, even more! You can order it here! Also, don't forget it's simple to view a Kindle ebook on any device with an App (or even in a web browser), the FREE apps for doing so are here.  My kids and I appreciate the support, you see, they need me home, and I'm trying to get there!  Thanks!~~TK

More About Goddesses: Aphrodite (Venus) the Greek Goddess of Love and Beauty (Essay)

Aphrodite (Venus) the Greek Goddess of Love and Beauty

by Tim Kavi 

There are many stories surrounding the Goddess Aphrodite. The Olympian goddess was usually seen with the winged Eros, and was always a very beautiful woman. She was attributed with a dove, a scallop shell, an apple and a mirror. There were many sculptures and paintings of her that showed her nude.

Some legends tell of how Aphrodite came from the sea foam, which was created by the dismembered parts of Uranus that had been tossed into the sea by Kronos. Homer tells us that Aphrodite is actually born of Zeus and Dione, and later stories tell how she was Kronos’ and Euonyme’s daughter. (While Socrates reminds us in the Symposium along with many other scholars and ancients--that the reason for this--may very well be that there are really two Goddesses; dual Aphrodites--perhaps dual manifestations of Aphrodite;  the one who exemplifies the Earthy sensual down to Earth manifestations of love, and the other who celebrates the heavenly qualities of love where love is celebrated as  a cosmic union).

No matter what way she came into the world, everyone was always very struck with her beauty once they saw her, and every man desired her for his wife. She was believed to be the mother of every living being. Something of this can be seen in the contest between Typhon and the gods. Here, Aphrodite changed her form into a fish, which was thought to contain the most generative powers.

Because of her ability to excite passion in all the hearts of men and gods from the Greeks’ description of her, she used this power to rule over all of living creation. There were several stories where it says that Aphrodite punished the ones who neglected worship of her or hated the power she had, and other stories where she would protect or favor the ones who paid homage to her and got caught up in her beauty. 

This essay (along with others) is included in my latest essay collection: More About Goddesses! (which you can purchase in the left margin of this blog!)`--TK

Moonlight Reflection and Blues (New Poem)

Moonlight Reflection and Blues

by Tim Kavi

chiseled in white, Your

silhouetted body glimmers

in moonlight

hues of blue against the

backdrop of darkening night

sighs escape the moon's lips

for You are awesome

in Diana's sight

dancing stardust is in your hair

standing near You are framed

in beauty, where even robed,

Rodin stops to stare

I dare not breathe, wondering if

I will awaken, to find

You are not there

my eyes struggle to focus

to make coherence in the bending

twisted destiny, chiseled in night,

I feel your warm body next to me

blue event horizon

in the sheets of our bed

canyons and furrows lead to
Your vastness

where a Goddess is born

for You are a beautiful sight.

Near the Rhododendron (Poem with Poet's Comments)

Near the Rhododendron

by Tim Kavi

when in
the silent branches
of beautiful
rhododendron
the sun rose

morning dew
drops
clung to
your branches

Nature's
smile
was at
your morning
beauty

Yet the branches
supported
the beautiful
flowers

Nature had
prepared
you
for a wonder
of unveiling

planted firmly
in the soul
your roots
dug deep

living
and breathing
creeping
and revealing

You were
as pretty
as She

lying there
on the blanket
in the Golden
Sun

Nature clung  
to You, Goddess
the best
planting

ever seen.

Poet's comments: This is another devotional poem on my recurrent theme of the Goddess (woman, femininity) in Nature. Here, we are once again reminded that as much as Nature takes care of a beautiful flowering plant, supports it, and it thrives in great beauty, so it is with eternal woman. In the end She is the best planting, more beautiful, and embraced by and clung to by Nature itself. I often use definitive terms in my poetry through the use of capitalization, for example whenever I capitalize 'You' I am referring to an encounter with an otherness, that is so special, so unique, it is an address and response to a particular person, wherever that Goddess nature is so revealed. It is the You of You and Me or I and Thou once again. It is the You encountered in dialogue and full revealing at the moment of encounter. This is the moment of revelation, a perception of the dawning of the day, a day where the sun shines and lights up the beautiful rhododendron, but as powerfully, a day of a woman's revealing.--T.K.


Addendum:  This poem, which is one of my most popular poems by blog visits, has been included in my collection, Ascending Goddess which means you can own it for your very own Kindle edition by clicking here ! (Reprinted on this blog by permission of my publisher TiLu Press, LLC) Thanks ~~TK

So Beautiful (poem with brief comment)

"So Beautiful"
by Tim Kavi

Artemis
my goddess
and my love
You are so beautiful
that all of nature

sees you and smiles
trees bend to bow before you
the wind cools you
and the gentle rain
refreshes you

gentle goddess
because you have
walked through the rain
all below
nearly faint
to follow
you to your sacred
hollow

you have eased our pain
healed our sickness
and sang the endless
songs

until gathered
around us
the oldsters
tell your histories
that become myths
to the generations
that follow.

poet's brief comment: Artemis was not chosen by accident, but with deep intentional symbolism for this poem. I will not comment upon why, encouraged readers can research her myth. The most significant aspect of the creation of this poem, is that while I was writing this poem I was in a sort of mystical state of meditation when her name came clearly to my mind and spirit. Or perhaps this was a state of confusion following my recent illness (in which case her healing is welcome).