Best Water Bearer Poems
I go where mountain streams converge
And stand with pitcher on the verge
Of a transparent tranquil pool
Where waters merge lucent and cool
There is the grass sparkling with dew
I dip the jar in aqua blue
It overflows its precious gift
As with both hands I gently lift
To raise the contents to my lips
So that I take the first few sips
And then I drink the rest in haste
There is ambrosia in the taste
That brings to mind my faithful muse
The sky is filled with scarlet hues
I am entranced and stay until
The sun goes up; once more I fill
The jar with water to the brim
On wings of time I fly and skim
Till I arrive at heaven’s gates
Then walk to where my master waits
The zodiac path is where he lives
He lays the rules and ever gives
To freedom lovers ample space
To go about at their own pace
And cure the fragile human race
To make the world a better place.
A water bearer I shall be
With care to serve eternally.
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Author: Paul Callus ~ 13th July 2014
Contest: Zodiac Sign
Sponsor: Leonora Galinta
Placing: 1st
Unorthodox, this water- bearer rules,
an Aquarian god moody yet calm in the
face of persistent winds…his pail of wine
gushing on mouths of February streams,
like an outpour into first night’s cycle
of unpredictable moves, reigning like
a prince-in-waiting, this heir
from brazen garnet stars:
Oh, his vision is light years ahead of time;
breaking from clasps of tradition,
his maverick streaks defy life's norms
and while he dives into a crest of independence,
fool he is for needing warmth and affection.
Yet,a blend of hermit's pride and gentleness
dares the element of air to brew a storm,
then romances the lusty sea of love in a flash...
pray tell, how can one define a mystery?
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Brian Strand's Contest No 214
Will you love me naked? Reveal yourself to me?
The secret desire's that arouse your senses and terrify your conscience.
There is nothing that you can not tell me, like water I will wash over the stones and
reeds that have become part of the stream, flowing recklessly through your soul.
Let me be the water bearer, collecting the dreams and passion from the river of the man
that is you.
Nakedness, so pure, so untamed, so beautiful.
Pour me your truth, and I shall drink, my truth offered in return
I stand before you holding out a glass in my hand
Will you love me naked?
I ask this, as I begin to show myself to you.
Clearly I am I.
Carrier of EARTHS NECTAR.
CONSTELLATION AQUARIUS.
Truth turns a TRANSPARENT BLUE.
WATER BEARER I AM.
AQUARIUS AM I.
HONESTLY NO SCHEMES ALLOWED
I AM I, CLEARLY I AM
AQUARIUS I TAKE A SOLEMN BOW
AQUARIUS TO AQUARIUS
AMEN
AGAIN
AMEN
He carries a jar, full of water;
water that no one knows its source!
He pours water as he stands beyond
the stars, as Pisces, the twin fish, continue
to rule over their astrological reign
on Earth.
Just like their predecessor, Aries,
they will end their astrological reign,
when water from the Water
Bearer’s jar reaches Earth.
Water rune
feed off the breast
of the moon
like a baby, new
until by adolescence
another ruined
Aqua Deity Poseidon
cast forth thy trident
bellowing waves of violence
sink towering ships, in silence
How to tame a beast of rage
first you must just turn the page
a cold shoulder best these days
soon to enter the new ice age
Water rune
welcoming bad news
vicarious Aquarius
the Water bearer
enters hysteria
takes his crown
the common era
is all but dead now
Religion and science meet
with a big bang
God falls to his kneeundaunting
wounded, but not yet deceased
he makes a deal with the Devil
for their synthesis
why close your eyes
if you don't wish to hear it?
Forgot of Pisces
like a vague evading memory
of the childhood your hurricane came to
clean life away,
in ruin I stay,
nothing wise left to say
I'll just ride your wave
to my grave, of icy water.
Hallowing along to aloneness
caught up in a priceless moment
sea levels run rampant
the rising tide
rising high towards the sky
rolling back down sound like thunder
strike into oblivion, and drag me under
lifeless, unconscious, abundantly undaunting
holding onto that which might not be
whole again ever, like Pangea
for even the mightiest army surrenders
without their leader
Hail to king Poseidon- God of sea!
The water-bearer I need to thee
Loss my Aquarius lost during the midnight crescent
Leaving me no innocence.
My love Aquarius, my possession
‘til the tip of her hair my obsession
Eyes full of lust,red blooded lips cast
Fulfilling the pleasure from a thirsty past.
A night of us under the moon light
Full of passion but rage tries to hide
Humbly I asked her love for me
Gladly I gave my self for thee.
My love Aquarius there’s no to love
Fixing the pieces of your deadly heart
The water-bearer, my heart breaker
My love Aquarius the only healer.
Mythical Greek characters can be seen in the sky
Orion, the giant huntsman, draws back his bow
The constellation Cygnus, is said to be Zeus in disguise
Draco, the dragon appears in the big Dipper's glow
The Romans gave us Luna, she lights up the night
Her glow spins stories of passsion and romance
The constellation Hercules, shines its bright light
In the west or the east you may see Venus by chance
Aquarius, the water bearer, inspired a song
Perseus, who slew Medusa, is seen on high
His wife, princess Andromeda, is among the celestial throng
As Pegasus, who carried thunder for Zeus, spread his wings to fly!
3-17-2023
Writing Challenge - 'M' Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
He carries a jar, full of water;
water that no one knows its source!
He pours water as he stands beyond
the stars, as Pisces, the twin fish, continue
to rule over their astrological reign
on Earth.
Just like their predecessor, Aries,
they will end their astrological reign,
when water from the Water
Bearer’s jar reaches Earth.
I've opened up my Venetion blinds with a heart that throbs
to get a better view of the February scenery;
snow is falling the day before my birthday...
it's heavy, it's lovely and it quickly sticks on the berry shrubs!
The eastbound wind spreads it on the barren lawns
and as trees sway back and forth, it howls;
come down from the invisible, thick clouds
beautiful snowflakes, adorn these dreams
whether tomorrow will bring smiles or frowns...
whatever the outcome, fate arrays what he deems!
The parakeet tries to escape between the narrow rods
of the cage, he's unaware of the danger, it's not spring;
his behavior seem imprudent, he also likes to see
and feel everything I feel on this quite snowy morning!
Kids are in school, streets are frequented by thugs
who throw snowballs at each other and explode in glee!
Another year, as the last, will start on the sixth of this February,
woe to this Water Bearer who can only hope, not dream!
Dreams are only for the young hearts starting their journey,
someone like me who has dreamt them all, has no need for them;
fall snowflakes, although the dreaded robins have now fled...
there is no happier heart than mine dismissing all that is sad!
The Age of Aquarius is now
Don’t be fooled by what others say they know and see
But those who have ears to hear let them hear
And those who have eyes to see let them see
Like the Water bearer the Great Blue Heron
Rose from the creek and its massive baby blue wings
Spanned the borders of East and West
Watching the messengers graceful and gently take to the airwaves
And then land in a tree and I tried to get closer but the majestic bird moved on
Like the Water bearer the Bennu or Phoenix appeared every 12,594 years
When the Sun of old was dying and the younger and newer son was birthed
From the dying star
The Bennu bird is known as “He Who Came Into Being By Himself”
The Ascending One
The Lord of Jubilees
Since December 21st when the Sun entered the time of the Sixth Sun
The Right Wing of Jupiter and The Left Wing of Saturn
Rebirthed the Great Blue Heron in the constellation of Aquarius
Starseeds of Atum or Adam were planted when the Phoenix laid her eggs
At the Galactic Central Sun
The Seedlings have been cast down heavens
And down on the Earth
Arise sons and daughters of Adam
This is the Dawning of the Age of Aquarius
to cut down tridents of false truths that men gather ......they peace and plan for
tomorrow, but I can't understand why they have such a nothing plan
in power the rich....they control us all....but who, in the beginning took the fall?
it was Adam and not Eve...even though the truth to this Myth is only
contradictory...I want to discover the entire story
My version is that the Adam & Eve just proove that man's will
betrayed God himself for a naked piece of ass
of Mary Magdaline...of Colassis of Rhodes...of Panic stricken garbage talking
politicians that we have since known....
not so simple...located in a dimple of time....that's why I continue to rasp and
rhyme.....
loss of Innocence ...with fig leaf of grievance....is no true explanation...I liken to
the anthropologist...who once said...the Egyptians knew more than history;....
Their knowledge contemplation...in every conglomeration...can only execute
phases of ordered information ordered by the One
Blashephy...you quell?? Well, it's much better than an inordinant pre destined
hell...
lol
what the Roman Catholocs take for truth is what they have been shoving down
the throats of innocents since religion became the rule
which is so much just a ruling tool for those in power over those who have
nothing.....it's insane
I agree
and I rhyme off into the eve...just ask me another word......and I'll pull it out me
sleeeve..
lol
laugh out loud doesnt' qualify
i'm mister bright side...
yes, Ur and I really like that
I'm miss glass half empty but always see the water near, lol
and I'm a water bearer - dear...
yes, Ur
an Aquarian to the core..I look towards ways to gradually restore....
Images of gratuitous purity.....or right...the young don't understand security....
sometimes I think that I think too much....but what does that mean...? the cause
and the effect and the in between...
Sometimes I think too much and it wasn't really about much it all
in the end....but at the time..it is sublime
The woman was a water bearer:
Alluring as the refrain of midnight,
Alluring like the skin of an atheist.
The woman had been a prisoner:
Mandela urged me to furbish his door steps.
I waxed the knees of California.
The woman had been a singer:
All the way from Vancouver to Abbotsford
She carried her battle anthems.
I crafted time.
The woman had been victimized:
The Russians charred every last speck of confidence.
They hung her before The Black Sea.
The woman was a water bearer:
Alluring as the refrain of midnight,
Alluring like the skin of an atheist.
The most base and magical place on Earth.
inspiration strikes in the most unlikely of places.
On this grand planet there are only a few select spaces, I am at total peace.
A crab by zodiac,
Water bearer at birth;
Where sand meets sea,
The most base and magical place on Earth.
Danger and excitement come with every swell.
A Perfect mix.
Watching the waves, the tide flows.
my greatest anxieties, quell.
Majestic sea gulls fly overhead in search of their next landing place,
But I am at peace on this perfect space.
My true love by my side,
the babe frolics and plays in the surf,
The most base and magical place on Earth.
His disposition sweet and sour
Laden personality stuck by the hour
A water bearer an Aquarius
Hot pink, missing link
An unusual unconstitutional cunning consumer man
Just buying time crossing righteousness line
Doused in the oils at the fragrances of sinner strands
Adjust how can he stand
He needs to be reprimand
Snow day in the middle of summer
Spotlight shadows in the bright
Double jointed Gemini
Double piercing blinking eyes
And unusual unconstitutional cunning consumer man
Just buying time crossing righteousness line
Dressed in a suit of unrighteousness in flaming pants
Missing Link hot pink
Sinner man happen stands
11/21/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021