~ Hestia

~ A real goddes of fire...

 

 

~ Hestia

 

 

 

Her warm hearth burned cozy

The sparks crackled and shriveled the wood

In reach of the arch of the ether

 

Her heart burned also eagerly

And the sparks danced in circles

She didn't need to provoke

 

But all the good happened around her invisible

Power of being her pure self

Honored by Zeus as a sister

 

Her silent wisdom was to reach the equal

They brought offers to her, in sign of respect

Above her aura to rest before or after a travel

 

Her warmth welcomed one, in good and bad conditions

Evolved grace by her simple power of just

Being heavenly, also loved and honored by the folk

 

Her large insight in architecture and her abstract visions

Builded and layed in the arms of Prytaneions realm

Where men gave her the eternal flame and kept her warm

 

But even how hard they tried to enter her spirit, or soul

She made a well based humbled promise

To be and remain pure as she was forever

 

 

 

~ Elisa Laura

Author's Note

Thank you xx

Reviews

[Kaylor Mason]

This poem is so wonderful :) It's even better for me because I have just taken up a new hobby: researching Greek myhtology, Roman mythology--and Norse, too. It is all so fascinating! I read all about Hestia (or Vesta) and this whole poem struck me as really cool.

In the time I wrote this WritersCafe didn't had the personal "Thank You" option... so when constructed, and reread... thank you so much dear clever friend. :)

[Pax]

ahh... you have taken me back to the pages of mythology my dearest friend... this is a nice fresh breeze of Eli twist in very beautiful words... i like this... very nice

Thank you so much dear friend, yes, mythology is one of my many hobbies... lol, thanks, it's good to be back, tonight I try to read more of your art, when I'm back from the hospital :) x

[Pax]

its ok dearest... I'm on a fresh start for a fresh new canvas(actually i unpublished all of my work except one)... I'm trying to reflect on the things i want the most.... I'll pm u tomorrow,,, and your most welcome!

What a good way dear, so proud of you.... I will wait your mail... :) always here for you! thank you so much again. :)

[Rob Santana]

What an amazing piece of work. Reading it with the music in the background gave it magickal feeling, great job Elisa.

Thank you dearly Creeper :) so glad this one could enjoy you :)

[J. J. Nightingale]

A favored heart was hers
To burn eternally alone
Blessing all she rained upon
A most favored heart was hers

This is special .. .. Jazz x

You're great dear, thank you so much Jazz xx

[Raven Starhawk]

I love the wording here. The name I recognized but since I am senile at times I wasn't sure exactly who Hestia was/is until I took a moment to remember mythology. Anyway I am not going to go off into a ramble here. This was blended well with shades of wonder only you know how to manipulate.

Thank you dearly most beautiful Raven. I so appreciate your words, and I will be back for you ;) xx

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the hearth is much like heart...and both hopefully burn warmly for another.

the flames touching each other...love and coziness together.

nice work...all three of the new poems you posted...

jacob

Thank you dearheart, it is my older poetry in between, oh I have so much to construct, more than 400 on here, and notebooks full lol, the library is a bit mixed up right now, but the dates on the right will show, if it is a recent one or not... Anyway, words get actually never old, that's positive :) huge thank yous, and tomorrow I will read yours :)

[Lonely Islander]

Took a dip into the magical and enchanted world of greek mythology....a beautiful piece dear:-):-):-D.

Thank you dear :) happy you liked it, I am constructing my whole large library... takes a lot of work in between, lol, I'll be back for you soon! promise x

[Lonely Islander]

That's ok..good luck constructing:-):-):-D.

Muwah! thanks, :)

[Lonely Islander]

:-D.

[Coyote Poetry]

"Her heart burned also eagerly
And the sparks danced in circles
She didn't need to provoke"
A interesting poem. The spark of fire can overtake you and leave nothing left. I like the tale in the poem. I did like the closing line. Hard to stay pure when trouble with the thoughts of man. No weakness in the outstanding poem.
Coyote

Thank you Coyote... there is no trouble with men though, it's a Greek Myth... Vesta, or Hestia, always intrigued me... she was the woman of fire, and the hearth is her symbol... :) your words are fantastic anyway so thank you lovely friend :) really.

[Coyote Poetry]

I must research her. The myths allow us to wander to times of wonder and mystery.

They so do, dear friend... I just have a dilemma, and weak for the Greek, can't help it lol :)

[Legion]

Unobtainable grace. Wondrous.

Thank you, took you into the old Greece philosophers.... here :)

* Greek

[Legion]

You might enjoy "Daedulus Ponders" then. Yes, I know it is not the typical spelling, but I like it that way. ;)

[Legion]

Page 17 or perhaps "Medusian Love" on first page.

Thanks dear... my English at this our of the night, is piggy you know :D:D:D ♥

LOL, I shall read that one.......... wow, can't wait to find it :)

[Legion]

Piggy is as piggy does. ;o)

Oh jeez, you're such a Pigster... LOL :D snor snor... :) huggers, in the mud ;)

[Legion]

Circe made sure of that. The witch! :)

The witch?! lol... ha... tell me more.... I'm curious.... What means Circe? is that proper English?

[Legion]

Homer's Odyssey. The witch who turned the Argonauts into pigs.

Oh yes, true.... ofc. The ANATHEMA..... of respect.

[Legion]

I must go for now. I hope you enjoy those pieces when you get to them. Night. :)

I will.... I will... just have patience with an Dutch woman... I have to change my brains for you people.... ;)

[Zainab UF]

Hestia/Vesta is one of my favourite goddesses in Greek mythology - she doesn't get all the glory like the twelve Olympians, but is always present, quiet and unassuming... but always exuding warmth. This poem had that warmth, that same cosiness. I absolutely loved it! :)

Thank you for understanding, and for your wonderful review

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Enchanting, mystical art you have here, dear poet :) Like a breeze that graces ones face...beautiful

Dear lynn thank you for your words dear x