February 26th
A Sonnet for Castalia
Achelous’ daughter dove into a well
To escape Apollo’s unremitting lust
She preferred the water to Apollo’s hell,
And became a mystic source whom all could trust.
At Delphi stands this spring where visions flow,
Where muses all their inspirations find;
It’s called Castalia, as most artists know,
One sips her magic waves to fuel one’s mind.
When Milton drank the waters from her spring,
It was on Mount Parnassus that he crossed;
He sought the inspiration she would bring,
Then penned his epic poem of “Paradise Lost.”
Oh the many tales that I could tell
With just one drop of water from her well!


Ah Castalia! My favourite! You know I made a pilgrimage to Delphi and all but swam in the waters of Castalia. It was 2001 and Darryl urged me to put the water in bottles and bring it home. I still have some and BELIEVE in the creative properties. I must say that I am really enjoying your poetry Colleen.
Thank you for the beautiful poem.
Beautiful words, Colleen.
That’s what I’m talking about!