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What if a book could sing you into another world? Siren Chants is not poetry, itās a spell, a tide that pulls you under and leaves you breathless. Blending goddess whispers, siren lore, and the raw ache of romance, this collection dances between the mystical and something mysteriously beyond explaining, between mythic seas and human hearts. Every page is a wave, carrying secrets, longing, and the shimmer of something otherworldly.
I let myself be enchanted, because once you hear the sirenās call, you canāt not desire it anymore.
āThis beach is where I found my peaceā carries a layered symbolism that blends the personal with the mythical.
The beach in my poem is not only a physical place but also a spiritual threshold, the liminal ground where land meets ocean. By finding peace on the shore, I express a state of balance, rooted in earth but touched by the pull of the sea.
The āsirenā represents both a mythical being and a reflection of myself or an inner muse. Her return to the sea can be seen as a homecoming, a surrender to her true element, her essence. It suggests freedom, authenticity, and the natural cycle of going back to where one belongs.
The image of a āsea current connecting her homeā deepens the meaning. The currents are unseen forces, destiny, intuition, love, or spiritual energy that guide the siren back. In this sense, the current is like the flow of life, something we cannot resist but must trust.
Altogether, the poem can be read as a metaphor for inner peace: you find serenity not by holding on but by allowing the siren, the muse, or the soul itself to flow back into its natural waters, trusting that the currents of life know the way home.
Siren Chants captures the paradox of beauty, power, and danger that women often face, using the myth of the siren as a metaphor.
The siren is described as fierce and bold, qualities that set her apart from ordinary humans. She embodies freedom, her voice, her presence, her allure cannot be owned or controlled. Yet, because she is so striking and magnetic, others attempt to claim her, to reduce her to something they can possess. This echoes how women who are beautiful, confident, or radiant are often pursued, not for their full humanity, but as objects of desire.
But the poem also acknowledges the darker side of being seen this way. Just as sailors and fishermen are drawn to sirens, often to their doom, the siren herself becomes a target, hunted, hated, or endangered by those who cannot accept her freedom. The āsilly humanā who chooses to hear her song represents societyās fascination with beauty and femininity, but also its tendency to punish women for the very qualities it craves.
So, the poem is ultimately a reclamation. The siren isnāt dangerous because she wants to be, sheās dangerous because she refuses to be diminished. She is bold enough to live outside of othersā control, even when it means facing unwanted attention, envy, or threats. In this sense, these lines turn the stereotype of the ādangerous womanā inside out: itās not her beauty that is the problem, but the worldās inability to let her be free.
This is the opening of my beloved book Siren Chants. The free chapter is downloadable on my payhip shop:
This short poem works as a powerful metaphor for union, identity, and belonging.
When I wrote, āThe sea is my lover, I am its siren,ā the relationship between the speaker and the sea is not literal, but symbolic. The sea becomes a stand-in for everything vast, eternal, mysterious, and deeply emotional, like love itself, or even life itself, or spirit and the universe. Calling it āmy loverā suggests intimacy, devotion, and surrender; itās not just a place, but a partner.
The line āI am its sirenā flips the perspective: the speaker is no longer separate from the sea but an extension of it, a voice within it. As a siren, she represents allure, creativity, independence, and danger. To be āits sirenā means she belongs to the sea in the way a song belongs to a singer, it flows through her, and she gives it form.
So at its core, this poem is a metaphor for a woman (or soul) finding her truest identity in relationship with something infinite and uncontainable. The sea here symbolizes passion, freedom, inspiration, spirit, or even the unconscious mind. By claiming to be the seaās siren, the speaker embraces her role as both a child of the sea and its voice, a being inseparable from her source of strength.
Itās a love poem, but not to a person, itās to the boundless force that defines and sustains her.
I cycle back to beloved activities, so I land now again at the feet of journaling and please forgive me for staying away for so long.
I used my voice recorder to record a huge recording and using the awesome tech of speech to text, I present to you, my new journal page for more conformation of my crazy, I created this as a huge spoken word poem type of creation.
Journal Entry ~ To Be Human is to Judge
Today I sat with myself and all the noise in my head. I keep circling the same question:
To be human is to judge. How do I know? How do I know whatās underneath what I feel? How do I know when Iām facing the real problemā¦ or when Iām completely wrong? When am I mistaken, when is my mind a wreck, when did I misunderstand something crucial? And how do I know if what I feel is truly mine or something borrowed from others, leaking into me?
I donāt know what it was, but I felt something and let it win.
I exist in this mess of thoughts, in this strange chaos where nothing feels solid. At my best, Iām still a mess. I wonder: do I need a doctor, do I need rest, do I need a psychiatrist or simply a bed? How will I know for real when whatās coming is death when every other day feels like dying already?
For now, this is how I live. Iām learning and growing, trying to crawl out of it somehow. I donāt choose to create from a sad state, but what else can I do except what I know? I learn as I go. I grow.
The future feels like a puzzle I canāt solve. When it comes, itās just another ānow.ā The present turns into the past, the future arrives as the present, and the tongue-twister never ends. So I judge the past with todayās awareness, knowing that in the future Iāll judge today just as harshly. Will I call my present mistakes failures later? Most likely.
And itās not just my fate: itās humanityās mess. Some of us make it, some of us never had the chance. Maybe judgment itself is the source of unease. Maybe acceptance of my human mess is the only way to relax.
I try. I really do. But sometimes I break under the weight of my own expectations. Sometimes I lose my calm, collapse under pressure, and throw everything away. It makes me wonder if failure itself is proof that Iām human.
Words are all I have to bear it. Confusion, too, is a strange comfort, itās a place I can stand when I donāt know how to feel or what to say. Maybe Iāll always feel like Iām not enough, unworthy, unwell. But speaking helps. Writing helps.
I donāt write this for anyone else, not for validation, not to be understood. Still, I know that sometimes my words carry the weight of feelings others have too. If youāve ever felt alone in confusion, youāre not alone. If youāve ever struggled with judgment, both of yourself and others, youāre not alone.
Because to be human is to err. And to be human is to judge.
The poem is extremely long, read the entire thing for free here:
I have many years of writing and thus, I have a lot of writings. Since I cycle topics, I had many new Sappho poems and I know I will have more. Since I have a new shop and I am uploading many free gifts such as my free poetry collections, I added my new Sappho poetry to my old eBook. I also did minor edits, added some features, upgraded the design, added decorations, and more.
I have uploaded the free Ode to Sappho eBook to my new Payhip shop. If you are a fan of Sappho, read it and tell me what you think. On this eBook, I discuss my belief, that Sappho is the mother of love songs and that we are still under her poetic influence.
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Let me know what other ancient voices you want to hear, though Sappho is one of a kind. I have been preparing to write about Hecate.
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In the hallowed halls of history, one voice dared to sing of a different truth. A voice that was meant to be silenced, yet whose echo has grown only stronger across millennia. Sappho of Lesbos, the Tenth Muse, gave language to the sacred depths of the feminine heart, to love that dared not speak its name, and to a passion that defied the confines of her time.
Her world was one of fragments, scorched papyrus and whispered verses, but her spirit is an unbroken flame.
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I will hold my book in my hands, this is a visual I got since childhood and I cannot stop what I do, especially now that I work for Aphrodite, but if you like my writings, then I appreciate you and may the goddess bless you.
Life has its seasons, and right now Iām in a moment that calls for focus, courage, and resourcefulness. I wonāt go into too many details, but what I can share is this: I need to spend more time building income, growing my work, and creating with purpose.
Thatās why Iāve started something new, a Patreon unlike anything Iāve done before. Itās not the public-facing Eve you might already know. Behind the paywall, thereās an alternate, secret businesswoman: bold, creative, and untamed. Think of it as the hidden room of the house, where ideas flow without restraint and projects take on a life of their own.
The content there is too wild for tame eyes, and thatās exactly the point. Itās playful, daring, and alive. Some of you will want to come along for the fun of it, just to peek into a world that isnāt meant for everyone. Others will see the depth of learning woven inside, strategies, inspiration, and insights worth supporting.
If youāve ever enjoyed my poetry, my reflections, or my projects, this is the moment to step closer. Not just for me, but for us to experience something different, daring, and absolutely worth it.
āØ Come join me on Patreon. Letās make this next season unforgettable.
The Lion’s Gate is the yearly reminder of spiritual work for me. As spiritual as I am, in my busy daily life, I completely neglect my spiritual work because I am so caught up in my arts and the books I am writing.
Then the Lion’s Gate portal opens and no matter how busy I am, things start to happen that are so mysterious that they are unexplainable, strange synchronicities, much needed healing, the deepening of union right on time, and finally, the spirit talk.
It was during the Lion’s Gate that I returned to spirit, that I first connected to spirit, and more. To me it signifies Union, but that is unique to me and my beloved.
This time around I am talking to Aphrodite. She married my soul to my lover’s previously. I got into a fight with my man, and I was surprisingly mad at him (we have made up since big time, but Aphrodite talked to me and said:
Aphrodite said, nice try. Good girl! Enjoyed your game? You cannot leave him, what fun, but reminder, I married your souls that night and you are bound for life. The end.
And I gave up my anger.
Writing a Temple of Aphrodite Story
During the season, I have been writing a secret book, a different one than my Siren Chants super long-term book project, my romantasy book.
If you notice the trend is I am writing Aphrodite in everything I can. She wants to be on social media going viral and I got the cell phone.
But the truth is that even though I also write historical fiction, romance, and romantasy, Aphrodite, my muse is real.
I have been writing an adorable siren romance story since March but at once I stopped thinking about fantasy and turned my romance to antiquity and at once I created a story where Aphrodite interacts with her priests and priestesses.
Temple of Aphrodite
I have an amazing Temple of Aphrodite poem.
It is natural that I would write about this sacred space and not surprisingly during the Lion’s Gate, I am creating magical chants for Aphrodite.
I will soon share more about this project; however, it will be in a book, it is not meant to be discussed everywhere/ This is a sensitive topic also.
I told this ancient myth in my own words; however, this is the actual myth of the start of the Trojan war.
Before I told the myth of the sunflower. I do focus on Love mystery as anyone reading this blog must know, however, if there is a myth you love, especially if a love myth, share it with me, I might love it, too.
I have told this story in video and this long poem is intended for spoken word.
Writing Siren Chants, my fantasy story featuring Aphrodite…
When I was a little kid and reciting a lovely poem of a Spanish dancer, I dreamed of becoming a Flamenco dancer. Eventually I realized that I was born in the wrong country for that and learned the Cuban Salsa. š
Flamenco dancers are super inspirational. Watch Sara Baras for inspiration. She is a muse.
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