Charleen's Blog

Welcome friends to my Moon Temple. Please enjoy your stay at my house. This is a place of worship, laughter, culture, and creativeness.
My story is long and complicated. I am Morrigan, the celtic goddess of battle, strife, and fertility. My name translates as either "Great Queen" or "Phantom Queen". I appear as both a single goddess and a trio of goddesses. The other of my deities forms who, together, form a trio are Badb ("Crow"), and either Macha or Nemain ("Frenzy"). I often appear in the ornithological guise of a hooded crow. I am one of the Tuatha Dé Danann ("Tribe of the goddess Danu"). I of my greatest accomplishments is that I helped defeat the Firbolg at the First Battle of Mag Tuireadh and the Fomorians at the Second Battle of Mag Tuireadh. I often come as a carrion crow or a hag, portending or causing violent death to those who dare defy me. Yet, I am no mere demoness. I fight for my race, the Túatha dé Danann, against the invading Fomoire. I am all, strife and war, but, I am fair and just. I have been know by many names, Morgana, Athena and many others...
I have now settled in Athens, a culture rich city where I satisfy my thirst for words of poetry.

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Dante Gabriel Rossetti
La Bella Mano

O lovely hand, that thy sweet self dost lave
In that thy pure and proper element,
Whence erst the Lady of Love's high advent
Was born, and endless fires sprang from the wave:-
Even as her Loves to her their offerings gave,
For thee the jewelled gifts they bear; while each
Looks to those lips, of music-measured speech
The fount, and of more bliss than man may crave.

In royal wise ring-girt and bracelet-spann'd,
A flower of Venus' own virginity,
Go shine among thy sisterly sweet band;
In maiden-minded converse delicately
Evermore white and soft; until thou be,
O hand! heart-handsel'd in a lover's hand.

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With golden mantle, rings, and necklace fair,
It likes her best to wear
Only a rose within her golden hair. -------

A golden robe, yet will she wear
Only a rose in her golden hair.

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...and I sleep because life without a dream would be unberable

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Love's Secret
NEVER seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind doth move
Silently, invisibly.

I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears,
Ah! she did depart!

Soon after she was gone from me
A traveller came by,
Silently, invisibly,
He took her with a sigh.
William Blake

Music, the greatest good that mortals know,
And all of heaven we have below.
Joseph Addison/

All lovely things will have an ending,
All lovely things will fade and die,
And youth, that's now so bravely spending,
Will beg a penny by and by.
Conrad Aiken, All Lovely Things

So much do I love wandering,
So much I love the sea and sky,
That it will be a piteous thing
In one small grave to lie.
Zoe Akins, The Wanderer

We cannot kindle when we will
The fire which in the heart resides,
The spirit bloweth and is still,
In mystery our soul abides:
But tasks, in hours of insight willed,
May be through hours of gloom fulfilled.
Matthew Arnold

The world which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.
Matthew Arnold, Dover Beach

You are a siren.
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With nowhere yet to rest my head,
Like these, on earth I wait forlorn.
Matthew Arnold, Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse (85-88)

The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend.
Henri Bergson

All nature is but art unknown to thee. -
Alexander Pope

Yesterday is but today's memory, and tomorrow is today's dream.
Kahlil Gibran

The world is but a canvas to the imagination.
Henry David Thoreau

Destiny is no matter of chance. It is a matter of choice: It is not a thing to be waited for, it is a thing to be achieved.
William Jennings Bryan