Promise of Love

I turn away

and close my heart–

to the promise of love

that is luring.

For the past has taught

not to be caught,

in what is not

worth pursuing.

To never do

the things I’ve done

that once had led

to my undoing.

~Lang Leav


What you love

Some say that the most beautiful thing

on this dark earth is a host of horsemen,
others that it is an army of foot-soldiers,
and others that it is a fleet of ships;
But, I say it is what you love.

Sappho/Fragment 16/ 600 b.c….


Oldest Love Poem Known

The above inscription, dating from the 8th century BC and belonging to the Ancient Babylonian Era, is described as the world’s oldest known love poem. According to the Sumerian belief, it was a sacred duty for the king to marry every year a priestess instead of Inanna, the goddess of fertility and sexual love, in order to make the soil and women fertile. This poem was most probably written by a bride chosen for Shu-Sin in order to be sung at the New Year festival and it was sung at banquets and festivals accompanied by music and dance.    The following is the translation. Read more

Sweet Apple


Just like the sweet apple reddening at the highest branch
and missed by the apple pickers –
They did not miss you!
They just couldn’t reach so high.


You’re just like the mountain Hyacinth,
trodden by the shepherds
next to the purple blossoms


Sappho (B93 & B94)

Sappho Fragments 600 b.c.

Your Voice

To hear your voice

is pomegranate wine to me:

I draw life from hearing it.
Could I see you with every glance,
It would be better for me
Than to eat or to drink.

Excerpt  The Flower Song (Translated by M.V. Fox)

Written during Egypt’s New Kingdom (1539-1075 B.C.) but likely composed earlier

She is the fairest

        She has no rival,

          there is no one like her.
               She is the fairest of all.
          She is like a star goddess arising
          …    at the beginning of a new year;
                 brilliantly white, shining skin;
          such beautiful eyes when she stares,
             and sweet lips when she speaks;
               she has not one phrase too many.
          With a long neck and shining body
             her hair of genuine lapis lazuli;
               her arm more brilliant than gold;
                 her fingers like lotus flowers,
          ample behind, tight waist,
              her thighs extend her beauty,
                 shapely in stride 

                      when she steps on the earth.
She has stolen my heart with her embrace,
She has made the neck of every man
turn round at the sight of her.
Whoever embraces her is happy,
he is like the head of lovers,
and she is seen going outside
like That Goddess, the One Goddess. 

Love Poem from Ancient Egypt
Egypt, Deir el-Medina, 1300 B.C




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The strength of a woman

is not measured by the impact that all her hardships in life have had on her;

but the strength of a woman is measured by the extent of her refusal

to allow those hardships to dictate her and who she becomes.

― C. JoyBell C.