Long Astrology Poems
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CAT'S EYE
In the pegmatite seams that vein many ancient rocks
Rhombic crystals of chrysoberyl the mineral mosaic locks
Their off-white silky sheen begins to slowly flourish
As the dull and rough crystals get expert artisans’ polish
Unique chemical bonding imparts mystique translucence
Brings out the gem’s refracted internal optical essence
On their face moves bands of light, a glowing property
That makes them dazzle with precious flashing beauty
Astrology avers they protect from dangers and diseases
Bestow abrupt wealth coming from unexpected sources
If you have belief in this, this gem you need not buy
For you already have a deep-set pair of shining cat’s eye.
*Cat’s eye gem is made of chrysoberyl mineral
May 4, 2019
A cosmic event, singular and grandiose,
the Big Bang blast of the prime particle, the condensed light,
created mass in an instant that accreted by the nascent gravity
in the nebulous galaxies and in the flaming stars
of the archaic universe, expanding.
They all contain the history of time
not yet burnt nor consumed by the black holes.
They wrap the primordial light of the cosmos,
not yet dimmed nor dead in the dwarf stars.
Within the sphere of gravity of the stars
they build with the planets their empire in space,
each evolving their planetary structure.
Their destiny controlled by the stars’ energy
decides their future in the cosmos,
if they’d be in orbit or drift away in deep space,
decides if in them life would ever be seeded
to germinate or destroyed by the hostile celestial events.
In the heliocentric planetary system
the sun, our star, still blazing in primeval pride
made for us the blue planet, the unique earth,
in the limitless space a tiny speck of stratified rocks
where life appeared and evolved in diverse forms,
not yet thwarted nor reached their terminal time,
where man emerged as the species of selection,
not yet sure of the future, secured or face annihilation,
but when the sun rises and the horizon gleams in color
the pristine nature on earth comes to life in the present.
The cosmic design of the stars near and far
defines the astronomic architecture of the zodiac.
The night sky displays the harmony of the primordial pattern,
transmitted to everything that exists on earth,
decides their fate in some astral way,
not yet understood nor discarded as unsound.
Life may or may not follow the unperceivable dictate of astrology,
the stars will appear in the sky at their will,
take us to their world of fantasy on space odyssey.
As our crimson star sets behind the grey of the dusk
the night falls opening the darkened sky.
The stars of constellations open their eyes one by one
twinkling in blue glow that travelled for many light years,
an adornment of the night’s flushing firmament,
not yet stolen nor abandoned in the outer space.
The sprinkle of stardust sparkles in lovers’ hearts,
not yet deserted nor broken in shards.
June 17, 2018
~the dark piece~
For them there is no clemency
As they desired the daughters of men
Abandoning the heavenly abode
They cohabited with the women
They are to be bound
In prisons made of pillars of fire
They are never to receive a reprieve
And on judgement they shall be brought forth
They who transgressed
Choosing the flesh thus forfeiting the divine
Their seed the nephilim polluted the earth
Cleansing was by sword and fire
They taught men enchantment and sorcery
Magic and the use of spells astrology and magic
They made the earth profane and polluted
Cleansing was by sword and water
The world became a desolate place
Out of their teachings and their offspring
Who desired immortal life but killed each other
The cleansing was by fire and water
Banned from ever going back to heaven
Locked up in a deep abyss lest they see the light
Bound up till the day they face judgement
For them the fires of hell were lit
They ask you for supplication
Your Lord knows best...
As regards their affairs
And your Lord is Just...
code 254
Luis Kay
(pillars of wrath ~the dark piece~)
What is your sign?
People held stock in astrological birth signs in the 80’s.
Old-fashioned and way overdone now, but
if you are a voracious reader, you might
realize that there is a little something to it.
The books always nail me in the missives about
astrological signs. However, when I read
other birth signs, they also seem to apply to me.
I think this is a reflection of how much
more alike we all are than different.
I wonder sometimes what the world
would be like if we all had the same
appearance, like ants. What if the only
thing we could see as we approached
each other was our heart in the form
of wings or a halo? We could call this an aura.
pink aura for ‘likes to love people’
violet aura for ‘deeply spiritual’
green aura for ‘perpetually looking for a new start’
blue aura for ‘heart is soft, tred lightly.'
yellow aura for ‘wants to make everyone a friend'
rainbow aura for ‘gets along well with everyone'
gray aura for ‘stay away, warning! Warning! Warning (your name)!'
how different our world might be. and maybe a bit safer also,
especially for the naïve and our children.
What happens when we die? I really want to know!
I’m getting up in age and am ready for the show!
Religious fundamentalists say things won’t be good
for souls unbaptized or for those not living as they should.
I went to church when younger and followed rules as well,
but I hear discrepancies regarding heaven and hell.
Because I’m not one given to spiritual displays
such as Holy Roller moments, I’m somewhat in a daze!
Testimonies others give confound me even more.
Would God send most to hell if they didn’t know what for?
The Chinese have no preachers. People think so differently
depending on their upbringing; it’s all perplexing me!
And so with fascination, I read books or I hear
of people having NDE’s, which takes away my fear.
Away from Heaven’s lovely light these “dead” souls get yanked back.
Inside their bodies once again, fear’s now a thing they lack!
How marvelous it has to be – to feel within your heart
sensations of that place from which you did not wish to part.
All things regarding after-life and pre-existence too
make me utterly enthralled. I know such things are true.
Too many people have things happen while they’re lying dead
for it to be hallucinations . It’s truth to which they’re led.
Reincarnation also once had been a Christian view.
Astrology ties into this, and that I’ve studied too.
I think the minds of humans are too small to comprehend
the otherworldly things we all will learn of in the end.
Psychics, ghosts, UFO’s, and things like ESP.
What do they mean? How awesome really knowing it would be!
May 24, 2022 for Jeff Kyser's Fascination And Awe Poetry Contest
If fusty galaxies twirl like Shakespearian poetry,
is astrology a tragedy or a comedy?
Are there clusters of uppercase in outer space,
the remnants of metaphors that broke up like meteors?
My universe is full of orphaned verse,
and perverse alien names all have hyphens.
Quatrains swirl across the ecliptic plane,
and sonnets streak by like comets.
Argh! Where’s a pencil - too late - the thought’s gone.
Ever lose something essential - cause you couldn’t find a pencil?
It’s ok though, it’s not just me and not just you.
Black holes are swallowing Haiku too.
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Songs for this:
Hypnotized by Fleetwood Mac
Theme for a Nude Beach by The B-52's
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I saw a line with something like, “universe of orphaned verse,” in a poem a few days ago. The idea of celestial words rhyming with writing terms ‘mused’ me. I’ve been looking for the author to credit them (hello, computer searches). If you know the guilty party, please let me know.
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*No, this is NOT a sonnet, it’s just the name
I'm Leo the Lion, I am, I am
From the mystical world of the Astrology
I'm generous, strong and warmhearted
That's if you believe in symbology
Not making this up, check it out
Masculine, positive and extroverted
If I listen too carefully, my head will swell
Which should definitely be averted
My wife suggested widening the doorways
Or I might severely injure my brain
Methinks my honey's being a bit facetious
But I love her a bunch just the same
I'm Leo the Lion, I am, I am
Just a fun loving guy who enjoys life
They also say I'm very broad-minded
Love broads but don't tell my wife!
Notoriously eager to learn something unique, clever, exciting or new
Enthusiasm parades out of her in every direction, heading toward jazzy
We do not attempt to hold her back, for she cannot be tethered
Being perpetually refreshed and rejuvenated, she delights us
Everyone who knows her either loves her or despises her
Gemini of course, the mercurial sign, always striving toward technology
Interested in astrology, astronomy, biophysics, chemistry, zoology, physiology
Need I mention the variety of jobs she has held? Barkeep, dog trainer, lawyer
Never been a carnival barker, but I would not take it out of the running yet
Interested in people, plants, dogs, cats, lions, foods, jewelry, space aliens
No, I am not making her up. She exists and not only in an imaginary way.
Greatness parades out of her from time to time, and often.
She never limits herself to any old records. Never going around and around.
New Beginnings
Written 2/03/2021
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Could’ve answered your message immediately
But it came after our goodnights
Sure I lack intuition profoundly
Within seconds I should’ve replied
The next day morning I did
It was the long letter, as usual
I had no idea you couldn’t read
Being on life support in the hospital
Then your granddaughter messaged me
Couldn’t believe the news I read
But I had to face the catastrophe
And since then it’s another thread
The living has been reduced to
The inertial track of biology
But in memories I live with you
Maybe this corresponds with astrology
Now I question myself and reply
Reading messages fast, as if
You see it, love, with your eyes
That is how we secretly live.
Like the dreams in your daily horoscope
that come alive within the pages of an astrology' book...
written by someone who reads into the distant stars:
the roar of a departing airplane, disappearing into clouds,
is your crude awakening to reality...
finding everything else, but me!
I booked my flight in a hurry last night,
everything we secretly shared lost its sense of delight;
I shouldn't remember when the times
when I came to you and brought you roses!
Like all the words that sound too sweet,
I let them go inside me so true and deep;
another destination, another lonely city...
where I'll settle down and face a clueless destiny!
There I'll find more women easy to love,
making no demands, pretenting to give;
in their arms,with skin smelling of perfume,
I'll dream of you...when those roses bloom!
Nothing can keep me here,
even pity can't move me;
we started a passion full of flames,
forgetting about our tender ways!
Everything seemed everlasting...
never thinking of a sad ending!
The loud road of a departing airplane
shouts off the sound of this voice;
I ask for forgiveness with my tears,
but you can't be found anywhere!