New Word Shrines To Age Old Women / by Emily Busch

i have never not been inspired to write because of women. women of the past. women of the now. women of the future. remembering grandmothers. trying to leave inspiration trails for nieces. thanks to mothers. 

i have always felt such an invincibility with music. but not like a Marvel suit. quite the opposite. it's the trusting in knowing that being completely vulnerable is the only way to truly get free. this has brought me to my latest tinkerings, a handful of song poems i wrote about the seven Greek goddesses. i say song poems because my intention is to sing them at some point with melody and harmony and who knows what else, but i felt an urgency to give them to you all now as a kind of bird on tape, as audio shrines for all times. each one is an impression i took from each archetype. reading about them made me feel more in tune and at peace with this grander picture of where we come from, all that we contain, and how to balance it all. it made me realize how much all our roles and energies and instincts are needed at different times in our own lives, the lives of those around us, and the world at large.

 

i encourage you to look some of these goddesses up if any peak your curiosity. i hope these reflections give you fire or water depending what you call from it. each day can call differently. we've gotten here through both stumbling and strutting and it's always been this way. i'm here for the non-judgment. i'm here to share stories and build courage in these strange times. 

love, bird. 

 

 

 

Artemis

Eternal chastity

Moon trinity

Descend into the trees

Take care of the mothers

Protect the young

And be a friend to me

Oh unerring aim

Oh artemis

Nymphs and hound-dogs

And female bears

All the tomboys without a care

The lioness

And wild horses

The stag,the doe,the hare

Oh grandeur and silence

Oh artemis

You’ve kept it all at bow’s length

And time is passing by

It’s no longer black and white

And it gets harder to hit bull’s eye

Oh you’re running out of wilderness

Oh artemis

Goddess of the Hunt

At home in the night

A howl is your tune

Everything shifts

Consider your gifts

As the Goddess of the Moon

 

Hestia

Hestia

Keeper of the hearth

Everything is stop and start

A woman’s work is high art

Hestia

Stoker of the flame

Solitude will find her

In the railcars of her brain

When I was dreaming of Hestia

I was thinking how I need her so

Maiden aunt of the white light

Flickering to and fro

Every mantle with a

Candle in her name

And poetry we wrote for her

That’s as wild as its tame

Hestia

Cancel out the noise

You’re not one of the girls

You’re not one of the boys

Hestia

Beholden to none

But willing to listen

To everyone

Hestia

Anymore we want proof

But mystery resides

Under your temple’s roof

 

Athena

Owl eyes

So logical and wise

And you’re not falling for no sob story

Queen Bee

Head over heart

You’re going straight for the glory

I’m offering this olive branch

from the tree you gifted me

Forgive me for taking the low road

Have some sympathy

Owl eyes

Born of a man’s mind

And you never had a mother

Queen Bee

Cool executor

Living the golden mean

I’m offering this olive branch

From the tree you gifted me

I’m always so rebellious

It’s my defense for reality

Owl eyes

Your father’s prize

And you rarely have illusions

Queen Bee

Nobody’s victim

It’s all thru moderation

I’m offering this olive branch

From the tree you gifted me

Don’t hate me for being downtrodden

In your namesake city

Owl Eyes

Medusa shield

Someday you’ll defend us

Queen Bee

Cut off from her sisters

Someday we’ll amend this

I’m offering this olive branch

From the tree you gifted me

Reconcile your broken line

To matrilinity

 

Hera

Yang and the Yin

Original Sin

Not so carbon copies

A union is made

Honeymoon to the grave

Pack up the jalopy

It’s in this bond she grows

It’s in this bond she knows

The Masculine

Meets the Feminine

To complete the sun-bow

Tribulations and trials

Revered and Reviled

The green-eyed monster

But it’s still in this bond she grows

It’s in this bond she knows

The Masculine

Meets the feminine

Alchemy abounds

 

Demeter

Don’t tie your apron strings taut to your back

Let them flip into the black

Constellate

Not cradle the cat

Cause love isn’t meant to do that

Gather the harvest behold the bounty

Rest in the fact that you nurture so many

Constellate

Not cradle the cat

Cause love isn’t meant to do that

The nest can go empty and your candle burns out

And you whisper to the woods when you really want to shout

Constellate

Not cradle the cat

Cause love isn’t meant to do that

The stove top is brimming with the meals you make

And life always seems like a give and take

Constellate

Not cradle the cat

Cause love isn’t meant to do that

 

Persephone

Eyes on the back of her head

And ears all over her body

Bones that are microphones

And toes made of noses

She's going to the river

It’s the river beneath the river

Yes you’ll find her deep below

The river beneath the river

Ground is freezing over

Streams slow like molasses

The inner earth is steaming

And fogging up her glasses

She's going to the river

The river beneath the river

Yes you’ll find her deep below

The river beneath the river

A fallow field to springtime yields

Returning to the mother

Births and deaths and cycle’s breaths

Returning to the mother

Now she's here at the river

The river beneath the river

To receive the river

The river beneath the river


Aphrodite

Free of time

With all the beauty in the world

Sea foam and feathers

A shell with a pearl

Spotlight glow

It’s like some old time movie

Things will drop away

And you’ll move right through me

Sensuality is our rite/right

We learned this from you

Even though this world

Makes it a tricky thing to do

Muse of Valentines  

Placed in a heart shaped box

The whore the slut

They can all kick rocks

So much more

Is what we come to know

When we allow each other

The space to sow

Free of time

With all the beauty in the world

Sea Foam and feathers

A shell with a pearl