The Divinities

Poem By R. David Fordham

Mount Olympus was the chosen site, for the divine event
Zeus' instructions and details, having been ordered, were sent Mercury and Hermes, the messengers of the gods, carried the invitation to all
The invitation, from Zeus and Jupiter, rulers of the gods, was for a grand ball The Greek and Roman gods and goddesses, were expected to respond to Zeus' call
Their presence was requested, at the gathering, in the grand hall First to arrive, were the goddesses of love, Aphrodite and Venus
Their beauty surpassed all, never showing a sign of meanness Apollo, the god of light, medicine and poetry, arrived on time
Then came Bacchus and Dionysus, the gods of wild behavior, and wine For the night, appeared the gods of the sea, Poseidon and Neptune
Leaving their duties, and the tides, to be guided by the moon Eros and Cupid, the gods of love, were seen milling around
While Hypos and Somnus, the gods of sleep, made no sound Aries and Mars, the gods of war, made passes at the ladies
While being watched, by the gods of the underworld, Pluto and Hades Artemis and Diana, goddesses of childbirth, were summoned to center stage
Along with Gaea and Terra, symbols of the earth and mother, to write a new page Upon completion of dinner, Zeus and Jupiter, declared the purpose of the feast
Standing before all, they ordered that Earth, was to be the new goddess, of Peace.

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