Tag: brittonic polytheism
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The Threads of Fate May Weave Slowly but, They Weave Exceedingly Fine — Weaving Ritual
A core part of Heathenry is our connection with the gods, the ancestors, and the spirits (whether these are álfar, house wights, etc) and the maintenance of our relationship with them. Metaphorically, many Heathens see this as being the “web of wyrd” (I see wyrd more as a river but that’s a discussion for another…
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Winter; A Time For Reflection and Renewal — Brigantica 2024
February is here again, and it feels as though it has been years since I last posted anything. In truth, it’s only been a month, if that. Though admittedly, I haven’t been posting as frequently as I once was. To the reasoning brief, I just haven’t been feeling like myself for some time now, and…
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In War, Victory — Taking A Look At Andraste
It’s been a few weeks since I last posted anything, mainly because I’ve been dealing with stuff in my personal life, and partially because I just haven’t felt the drive to write anything. I was tempted to post another poem from my Heathen Hymns project but I felt it would be more appropriate to write…
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Second Hymn to Maponos
Night fades away across the landAnd now, Maponos, I sing to you againRise from the depths of MoriAnd shoot the sun from your bowLet your light burn darkness and ill omen awaySo that we may see clearly once moreAnd feel the warmth of youIn the divine song of yoursLet the gloom be a distant memoryAs…
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Hymn to Callirius
King of the WoodlandsThe One of the TreesHunter, Warrior, Protector Crowned with antlersBearer of trees enthronedIn branch and in bark Father of Forests and WoodsEvergreen sovereignCallirius, I sing to you now © Nico Solheim-Davidson, the North Sea PoetAll rights reserved, 2023 The Hymn to Callirius is part of one of my ongoing projects. If you…
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First Hymn To Nodens
Iron-armed Lord, weaver of dreamsYou who sail through mist and fogYou who navigate tide and riverO Nodens, I sing of you Warrior and iron-armed lordKing of Chthonic WatersHealer and slayer of diseaseO Nodens, I sing of you Iron-armed Lord, Severn’s guardianEnthroned in WindostillsuCloud-maker, and curserO Nodens, I sing to you © Nico Solheim-Davidson, the North…
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Lightning Strikes But Does Not Roar — Taking A Look At Sucelus
Not a great deal is known of the Parisi, a tribe who lived in my region of Yorkshire centuries ago. We know of their speared corpse burials and their chariot burials, the latter of which links them to the Parisii of Gaul, and it does appear that the Arras culture is linked to the la…
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The Crown Of Literature is Poetry — Litus Maponi 2023
August is upon us, and summer is blazing away as though it were a wildfire. Summer for me this year has been one of the better ones, namely because I haven’t been sunburnt as of yet, but it also has marked the release of my latest book, and a series of new poems I’ve written…
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Hymn to Nymphae Brigantia
O Brigantia, Nymph of Northern RiversYou who bring waters of life and healingAnd delight in the flowing streamsI sing to you, in your aqueous glory Nymph and Water-Draped QueenYou who flows through Dale and MoorAnd rejoices throughout Wold and MeadowAs to sea and ocean you flow Nymph and Goddess of Northern WatersO Brigantia, crowned in…
Lay of the North Sea 