Regarding Planetary Alignment
Planets are in motion and matched
upon a level plane.
Ducks are waddling faster
just to fall in line.
Pundits, prophets, and drunken poets
opine over a mystic wine,
others follow the science around
in ever increasing circles.
Dogs and cats are eloping,
bookmakers are hardly coping
for all bets are both on and off.
Could it be, is it possible?
Will the sky skinny-dip
in a new revelation of light or dark?
I am watching
the elephants and the scurrying mice;
noting if they are heading toward holes
in the fabric of a fresh 'spick and span' reality
or just fleeing one more conspiracy theory.
Meanwhile I draw straight lines
trying to figure out
how disappearing perspectives
can give us all the run-around.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2023
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