Best Astrologer Poems
Hi! I'm Alan
the astrologer
I used to be
a mythologer
Here's the forecast
for tonight
I'm sure you'll see
I've got it right
The stars are green
The moon is pink
The North Star is
on the blink
Venus is
out to dinner
On her diet
Mars looks thinner
Jupiter's
a god of Rome
Saturn's rings
are made of foam
The Milky Way's
a candy bar
The sun's too big
to be a star
Pluto is
a goofy mutt
Uranus has
a charming butt
These true facts
I tell my clients
All MY predictions ~
based on science
blind minions do not hear
deaf disciples cannot see
callous subzero frozen feelings
breed gibberish jarring jubilee
this bloody blind-eyed messiah
rode to town astride an ass
belching barking oratory
for an aimless lower class
a starry-eyed astrologer
alchemist extraordinaire
summoned shrouded quatrains
revealing he baffles with a flare
loitering lotus-eater
puppeteer par excellence
self-indulgent Machiavellian
pitched fabricated arrogance
adroit and ambidextrous
he summons the mercurial mass
conjuring decrees and fairytales
dictating his rules pass
lose not a bloodied hammered head
resign yourself to a running retreat
le guillotine administers
swift sweet and replete
no man speaks of that not heard
or sees that left not read
bony fingers point with indigestion
reflecting in fractured mirrors
Posted April 18, 2020
I am a Peacemaker
Mother - let me teach my children humility
Woman - let my sensitivity calm others
Wife - let me be his lover, confidant and teammate always
Reikimaster - let me teach and practice the healing art of Reiki
Aura Photographer - let aura hues reveal health and future goals
Aroma therapist - let me breathe in the healing oils daily
Poet - let poetry inspire me and others to greater heights
Grandmother - let me teach my grandchildren through example
Giver - let my joy of giving warm hearts
Forgiver - let me always be first to forgive others
Stewardess - let my soul soar and remain in the clouds
Meditator - let me connect with the Angels and the Divine Spirit
Student - let me never stop learning new things
Dancer - let me dance with the joy music provides
Visionary - let me see the future through my third eye
Traveler - let me learn of different cultures
Astrologer - let the planets reveal personalities to benefit others
Nature Lover - let me value trees and plants as sentient beings
Romantic - let love always thrill me and fill me
Animal lover - let me help animals in need of compassion
Believer - let my faith in God continue to grow forever.
5-9-20
~First Place~
I AM: A LIST BIO CHALLENGE Poetry Contest
Sponsor Andrea Dietrich
Some people want to become a WRITER
some people want to become an ASTROLOGER
some people are interested in the feild of HISTORY
BUT what will i become for me, its a MYSTRY
MY mom always wanted me to think about my CARRIER
so last year i wanted to become a SOFTWARE ENGINEER
BUT before that my heart fell upon being a NEWS REPORTER
then i thought that my life would pass by asking " hellow ma'am
will this incident effect your CARRIER
THE first dream of mine was to become an AIR HOSTESS
serving people in the plane; coffee or tea with sugar more or LESS
I am a girl who keeps getting confused what to become and what NOT!!!
so many feilds to go in, BUT I flush all of them in the POT
SO this time i finally decided to be a MICRO BIOLOGIST
molecules , atoms , elements , all it is what this feild CONSISTS....!!!!!
Paracelsus
Supremus-Alchemist-Occultist
Philippus von Hohenheim
Alchemist, Astrologer, and Physician
Arrogant to a fault.
Medical genius
Paracelsianism
Iconoclastic for sure
Ignorance he couldn’t halt.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
June 15, 2015 (Double Dactyl)
Went for a job interview
And was grounded by many stupid questions, not just few.
They started with, Describe yourself in three words.
Just read the documents and find the answer yourself.
Where do you see yourself in five years?
I am a computer engineer, not an astrologer.
What are your salary expectations?
I applied after reading the salary you advertised, if want to give more
I have no regrets.
Are you married,divorced,separated or single?
I am here for a job, not for any modelling contest
so I need to be single.
What do your co-workers say about you?
They say I am the best, believe me or not its true.
Why are you leaving your current job?
I just love giving the job interviews and that's all.
His Forever Plastic Flower
by Odin Roark
Before the war,
He had no fears,
No worries,
No…
Today he has his bench.
He really shouldn’t complain,
But…
“How come,” he wonders,
“How come my stars stay so cruel?
They don’t give me luxuries,
Nor burn down my bench,
They just keep me off balance,
Like the incessant flip of a quarter,
Spinning its blurring dance
Between heads and tails.”
He knew his disorder was getting worse.
Like so many homeless vets,
He too was starting to chase his street-reliant shadow,
Stomping it here,
Kicking it there,
Like a maniac after a ghostly enemy.
“Why must my heart continue to beat,
But not with life,
Merely blood rushing to and fro,
Sloshing about looking for
Something alive inside?”
Subway trashcans remained his daily fix,
As another day,
Another horoscope
Supplied his disillusion with a dreamer’s transfusion of trust,
Always inserting its sterile needle,
To feed a habit of “wanting to believe” promises,
Unless today the astrologer blew it.
Even so…
He soldiers on,
Thankful to still have some faith left,
A bench to sit upon,
His forever plastic flower to dream on,
And new memories serving to comfort him from back when.
Some with copper
Some with silver
And obvious
Some with gold
This is how the world is mould
Achieving copper is bit easy;
Need some zeal for silver
And one with gold is sedulous.
Once I noticed judgement;
And by metal was so rustic.
So I complicate it,
By peeping in some hearts.
I started exploring wickeds,
But I found none;
And when I peep in own
I was the one with most.
I wonder about others;
How they judge by heart?
And then I light up;
Oh! The game of colours.
Then I made it peasy
By parting in few colours
Red and white and black were those;
Hey! Partiality has no scope.
People judge by love and hate
Are not so great
Astrologer may be fake;
Oops!! May I faint?
It was such an arduous situation,
So I quit up, thinking nonsense
And carry to mind my own business
Yeh! Don't get in that again...
~Judging someone is not our business. If we judge someone then we will definitely forget our motto of life because judging is one such thing that can add poisons.
Create Your Tomorrow Today
As I lay lonely on my bed
At the hour the night was most dead
I gazed at the stars through the window
Hoping to peep into my tomorrow
The night sky, though not clear
Came with a sense of cheer
I formed patterns as I pleased, of trees, houses, cars
From the speckles of a billion stars
I slumbered with a deep sense of peace
Without recourse to a timepiece
I had drifted into a dreamful sleep
Alarm-clock silenced – no beep.
I gazed into my telescope
Trying to read my horoscope
Alas, the revelation!
Tomorrow - an empty fixation!
What fiction!
Men claim the power of prediction
For their faith in tellers of fortune
Great men have been led to misfortune
As the new day broke
From being an astrologer, I woke
Having nothing but hope
That my path will always be lit, I’ll never grope
Though I think he will become a hero
He who can predict tomorrow
The way out of this endless torture
By your actions today, create your own future.
Sept. 21, 2016
Contest entry for "Your best rhyming poem-2" by John Hamilton
The moon in terms of mythology
The moon goddess I'm referring to
The moon in terms of astronamy
The moon that’s facing planet blue
The moon the natural satellite
The moon within earths orbit
The moon giving the dark light
The moon always in transit
The moon an gravitational pull
The moon and mans many trips
The moon at times half, then full
The moon rarely a solar eclipse
The moon keeps the same face
The moon reflected by the sun
The moon that’s in outer space
The moon in our solar system
note decided to keep poems as single versions as some alredy on here
This spare of moment idea I wrote a year ago still been wondering whether to put on here
wanted into add to it but s=not sure where to go with it
when I was writing elements of life and mother earth
i don’t know much about astrology,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
wanted to add more to this
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INSPIERD B SOUP POETS AT TIME JAN FEB 2012...............
............. this is my definison of stars
WRITTEN nisBY MYSELF DAVIDCOTT ,,,,,, 2012>>>>>
written jan 2012
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PLEASE NOTE YES AGAIN THIS ONE ALREADY ON HERE BUT LIKE THE
OTHER WRITES IN THIS PATTERN WANTED TO ADD SECOND HALF
THE STARS AND THE MOON,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
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note with the moon i wanted to mention tarot card reading the first astrologer ect
and also try to get to match to first half which was hard so oped to stick to things about the moon
maybe some others could give me some input i did do a little research but got lost
reading about moon tides and all the indeph astrology ect''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''?????
Tonight's the big night folks, take potty breaks early,
There's been lots of hype, but this fight's to the death!
The Atheists' tired of smug Christian "God loves me!"
And Christians' loathe Lost's sainted Lady Macbeth.
The venue was sold out for months as foretold by
Sad Reagan's wife Nancy's astrologer friend,
With billionaires buying all seats in first rows
The middle class never had chance to attend.
With Christian God missing, the "Lost" predict short fight
While "Saved" folk say, God, this time, won't let them down
The betting is bloody and oddsmakers nervous
And Donald Trump has been seen wearing a frown.
Look! Scarecrow of Billy Graham with his Entourage,
And Machiavellian robot have climbed into ring,
The Mormon Choir screaming Hymns out to Elijah,
Androgynous homophobes 'om' name of "Sting."
Three witches stir pot in the "godless" one's corner,
His circuit boards frequently seem to glow red,
While smoking hot preachers fan scarecrow with tea leaves
Wow! Zealots have burst into flame: all are dead!
It seems that the meek have inherited earth
And "faithful" hit squarely for sure on the chin.
The faithful, so sure that they understood Bible,
The faithful, who knew that the "Good" never win!
So Atheists sure that we’re all self-created
And Christians with faith that some god did the deed,
With both clinging firmly to what can't be proven,
This fight to be right's simply personal greed.
I’m thinking the concept of faith's so abused here
As faith that can't question is already dead,
For questioning: always the way of the wise man,
And certainty: great plan for losing your head.
Brian Johnston
April 17, 2016
I observe the far constellations with the hurry of a passerby;
the lightness of my steps becomes-the shadow of another earthly transient.
Galileo never missed one, he refused to be that cynical astrologer;
his work started an evolution-the age of invention for another earthly transient.
Aristotle had respect for Nature and its creatures, an astute philosopher;
his theories seem so intricate-the pure philosophy of another earthly transient.
World power reflects that of the Roman Empire: belligerent and cruel;
another emperor will reign and become-the image of another earthly transient.
I am the philosopher that no one hears-an unappreciated thinker;
my testimony bears a hard truth that scares all-Am I another earthly transient?
What a time in a day!
When sun takes rest
And moon becomes the king
Stars warrior become inspiration
To many poets, astrologer
Peace spreads its Saree
To protect ears, rest mind
When learners learn, lovers love
When whites shine, milky way
When earth sleeps, hearts awake
This is the time truly brilliant.
by:-
Vrushani Thaker
I don't need an astrologer
To find what's written in the stars.
I don't need an astronomer
To see that you're my guiding star.
I don't need no fortune teller--
I've known for years that you're 'the one'.
Seeing you, I see forever,
Even more clearly than the Sun.
There must be some explanation
For all the sentiments I feel.
Maybe like reincarnation,
Our love keeps cycling like a wheel.
Did we make promises before,
In some eternal spirit plane?
Exiting the Well of Souls' door,
Hoping to find us once again.
Whether we've loved a thousand lives,
Or forgotten endless desire,
There's something in my soul that drives
Me to you, like a moth to fire.
Our love is unavoidable,
Like destiny, kismet, or fate.
Since our love's inevitable,
Let's embrace it before too late!
The oracles and the prophets
Would certainly foresee:
It's foreordained and predestined
For you to be with me.
I think our love could be the love
That spans both ends of time.
That's why I'll always think of you
As my 'Forever Valentine'.
Had been to an astrologer
To know about my future
But he got hooked up on my past
King I was, he said with reverence
Reveled in all materialistic pleasures
Have enjoyed life to fullest
I reflected awhile
Yeah, have no temporal cravings
Feel no sense of deprivation
I gave a consenting nod
He added, I was known for justice
Subject hailed impartiality
I reflected awhile
Yeah, am living by hardcore honesty
Have never indulged in manipulation
I gave a consenting nod
He went on, said I was good leader
Subject appreciated decisions
I reflected awhile
Yeah, am at top executive position
Am known for judicious approach
I gave a consenting nod
He went on, said I was spiritual
Respected divine Values
I reflected awhile
Yeah, mysticism fascinates me
Working on mind-body-soul quest
I gave consenting nod
Forgot questions on future
Felt no need to know future
Thought foundation is great
Why worry about superstructure
Signed off as a King, astrologer saluting
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(c) Hitendra Mehta
From : India. English not primary language
The prediction of past life is real. Have made the narration dramatic for poetic effect.
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