Second Side

Lazy Leo, Lion's Gate

Lays upon the plains in wait

For a lover to walk up

Shower him with praise and such

Look with her adoring eyes

Tell him he's her only guy

Every sign, a second side

He's alone and this is why

Just as Virgo is a witch

One half service, one half bitch

We must learn to balance this

Use the Libra we came with

Look at life from every side

Like a Sag, philosophize 

Meld it like a Pisces does

Everything that ever was

Back it up and level up

Then we have the gift of us

This I Then

Thank you for your love today

The compassion you display

Kindness in the words you say

Wisdom in what you convey

Keeps me from going astray

Helps me out along my way

This I then in turn relay

In this game of life we play

Higher Self and Soul

I feed demons on my neck

Every time I disconnect

Love turns into chaos, next:

I descend into their hex

This is my own shadow side

Thrives on misery and lies

It would have me stay and die

Rather than move toward the light

I must tell them thank you, no

I'm to stand up straight and grow

I'm to listen to who knows

To my higher self and soul

As with Edgar Allan Poe:

Raven spoke and it is so

In Dreams

Coral color, salmon pink

Mermaid at my kitchen sink

Doing dishes as I drink

Underwater roller rink

Seaweed tresses tangle men

Siren songs enrapture them

Skin swept by her shiny fin

She asks if he'll join them

He declines, suggests instead 

She come up with him to bed

Shed her scales and go on land?

Leave her grotto for a man?

Should he swim or take a stand?

Will she sink or walk on sand?

Until then, they're inbetween 

Both suspended in their dreams

Cauldron in the Sky

I stir a cauldron in the sky

Of cumulus clouds drifting by

I give them life and change their form

Convert them to a thunderstorm

I did this with my arms through dance

I raise and turn them in a trance

It isn't luck or happenstance 

Nor serendipity or chance

For from the speaker at my feet

I pull the rhythm, rhyme, and beat 

Combine with passion and with heat

As if a 3-course meal you'd eat

Into my body, out my hands

The very point of being man

Transistor Source and energy

With love and creativity 

And though it smacks of witchery

It is my grace and gift to thee

Saturn Says

In which house is your karma placed?

What sign did it roll through that day?

Was it direct or retrograde?

Spiritual or temporal based?

What planet challenged you to play?

By whom and how are you enslaved?

What is it that you must embrace?

Which old way orbits round your face?

You writhe and scream and thrash your cage

Resist, restrict, reject new ways

You wish to feel relief today

But time again he brings the same

You must relent to graduate

Give in and do as Saturn says

Lending Love

I insist the world take notice

I'm a flower; I'm a lotus

It was all for you I wrote it

Very center of my opus

Apex planet in my yodses

And yet she is holding roses

I'm left spinning in psychosis

Signing up for self-help courses

Dodging darts and Trojan horses

Constant stream of outside forces

Still a loner out there orphaned

But I do know what my source is

Sugar, stars, and Neptune noises

I will soldier on despite this

Lending love to what seems hopeless 

Working with the Wind

I'm working with the wind today

And acquiesce to all she'll say

That I should move with her and sway

To bend so that I do not break

Renounce but not resist the fray

To pirouette and shift away

For what is life but a ballet?

A Dance of Knights and interplay

Candy Alien

Catch a candy alien

Send her to the sky again 

Not before she fixes you

With an aura glowing blue

Are you from Pleiades too?

Same intergalactic crew

All aboard if that's the case

Go with her to outer space

They're collecting samples there

Human dreams and eyelash hair

Ornamental clothes they wear

Element that they call air

Making martian/earthling soup

Interstellar hybrid troupe 

Dispatch them through galaxies

To love unconditionally 

But with you there is no need

Come back home with your E.T.

Autumn Ombre

Autumn ombre, shifting sail

As Astraea's ponytail

Last of the immortals here

Lingering in human tears

Leaving Earth for Libra skies

Left us wishing, wondering why

Watching woe and wartime wage

She's gone with her Golden Age

Should we choose to turn a page

She will free us from our cage

Feather Duster

Feather duster, angel wings

Gently clearing cords and strings

No more knives and guillotines

Cinderelly style sweeping

A new way of measuring

Not by doing but in being

Here there's room for everything 

We release and then redeem