All Hail, the Knowflakes are Coming! Hail and Welcome!





A heart in love with beauty never grows old.

~ Turkish proverb






Halfway through a circle,
Past the sex-tile,
beyond the trine,
lies the opposition
where yours meets mine.

Our funnels and tunnels
are met in the middle,
the apex conjoined
like a mystical riddle.

Are they pointing towards
desire
or ire?

Is it lessons to learn
do we run past the fire?
We face each other
but what do we see,
do I see you,
do you see me?

Or inwards
or backwards
a question of chance.

Do we step upon feet
or continue this dance?

~ pixelpixie





Aries Woman/Libra Man, by ria...




How could I dare
Wonder to stare
At the cool calm of your walk and
The grace of your care?

Only me, I assumed
Gave color to your plume,
Found out through despair
Not really did you care, but...

Lost as you are
I somehow still care from afar.

Though deep in my soul
Will it never be told?

You shower me still,
And in awe I accept
But never would I had thought,
Such as you, I would be caught.





Aries Woman/Libra Man by rubyredram, titled The Challenge...





Your ignorance toward my flirtation fuels my fire,
The challenge inside,
My wanting desire.

As you flirt with my friend,
I give an indifferent stare,
Chose her if you will,
Does it look like I care?

The challenge begins as slowly we dance,
One touch, one look, you don't stand a chance.
Our moment alone and gently we touch
My heart beats aloud,
I've never wanted so much.

The love is intense as you whisper my name,
And I lose my defence as your coolness I tame.
The chemistry ignites and two become one,
I smile as I knew this night would surely come.

As I walk away, you say to your friend;
"I love that girl, our love will never end."

And as I dream of your eyes and think of that smile,
It was beautiful, though it only lasted awhile.








Libra Woman/Aries Man, by divinia...





Kiss me, my impetuous one.
Let me fan your flames with my gentle breeze.
We could talk all night of codes of honor.
Shall we jest and joust.
Or rest and roost?
I’ll leave the choice to you.

Passion...is not this what we are all about?
Passion of ideals and ideas.
Passion of words and actions.
Must we debate this too?

Let us now take flight and soar.
Balancing on the torrents until our hearts alight.
Let us think not of tomorrow.
For the fires transport us to the realm of the forms.
Perfection!
Truly we have found the Source!
The smoldering embers of our passion remind us.
That love is all we are.








Two Poems on Libra Woman/Aries Man, by Quinnie...





Oh valiant hero, u walk with fire
You fight those whose anger try to ice your desire.
Your restless advances to where you must go
Is a wonderful being that you've won from your glow.

This I see in you, I see you right through
And you see into in two me and you.
I am woman and you are my man
I fear nothing more with your hand in my hand.

We do not know others, we only know now
And now only here with your heart as my vow.
You know the fight and I know the surrender.
But I've fought in my dreams for you to remember.

"I am here all along," said you to me
"Why do you cry, why are you lonely?"
I see a colour, I see an author,
No more books to write, little child of my heart,
Review, research, analyse, and construe.
I looked inside me, to get to you.

When all of the time I was searching for me.
I looked through your eyes to see.
As children we walk into the Sun,
As divine Gemini, messengers of love.





Romeo defies the stars
Mournes his love upon the hours
Play no game, cast no shadow
I'll see you my love in tomorrow.

Don't you see how she still feels
If you take her hand she won't fall away
What's the life become
In the darkness of the day?

Rise the truth though it set in stone
I am my own when I'm alone
Without the faith you bury me
With only doubt, only hours you'll see.

For when times cannot fill
The deepest hour's need
Be still and take the heed
I'm always here
I am always here.





Libra Woman/Aries Man, by astro junkie...


Oh
it's you again
reminding me i don't have it so easy
but it's in my grin
so you won't believe me
when i say i love you
and it's half true
cuz i'm really just trying to.

A beauty
a goddess
my hero
exhausted
hold me up
you are my soul
do good - don't go wrong
be so bold.

In muscles and mustache
it's all a checkmate
i cannot keep up
and you won't wait
i'll give in
and you'll take me
and show me
it's simpler
than what i make it to be
i want to be you
do you want to be me?

My tummy aches
it's not lightening
it's quakes
it's not me who's raising the stakes
i have no control over what they take.

My tummy aches
it's not a dream
it's not a dream
when i'm awake
just lock the door
on your way out
i promise
i won't pout.

(yeah... whatever...)











Taurus Woman/Scorpio Man, by trippysht...


we've been together so long now
i hardly remember how it all started
though i do recall -
one day i took your hand for a stroll
and for you it meant we were already one
so i guess you pulled us together
always a step ahead of me
with that knowing of yours
that it would be forever and a day
and there was certainly no reason
to break your heart then

we do have some wonderful times
and we do make and excellent team
I guess that’s why...

one day you asked me
why i can’t meet you halfway
match your efforts
to compromise for us and
‘well,’ i said,
'i guess i don’t care enough
about us to help us’
and was as horrified as you
by the words that came out of my mouth
but later realized
how i finally spoke the truth

and that's all you’ve ever wanted

so... suppose i finally make a move
and turn slowly away from you
will i discover that no one else
could be with me so intensely
or hold me so tightly
or need me so desperately
or love so passionately...
i always complain that you
are too much for me to handle
but will anyone else be enough

you’ve always believed that
there is nothing but you and me
but i’ve always believed
there must be more to life
and i suppose now i want
to find out for sure



(to be continued...?)





Two poems on Taurus Woman/Scorpio Man, by Natasha...





No More Drama Queens For Me

Scorpio lover
You were my mother
And now you are my brother.

Taurus and Scorpio can work you say?
He's not for me
Can't you see what I see?
I wish you could be me.

The tune of "Not for Me"
For my Scorpio who I loved before...

Don't you dare
Tell me he will care!
I'm final, it's the final curtain
I never want to hear
From any cheerful Pollyannas
That tell you fate supplies a mate.

They're writing songs of love
But not for me
A lucky star is above
But not for me.

With love to lead the way
I've found more skies of gray
Than I ever dreamed possible...
I was a fool to fall and get that way
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of his kiss...

I guess he's not for me.





Psychiatrists

You Scorpio Man were my psychiatrist
I was your Taurus assistant
I watched while you screwed all your patients
and I gave them directions to the turnpike
Don't you dare
Go there
I would say
Because there are artificial reindeer in the street
wherever you and the doctor will meet
They are decorating the malls for Christmas
Listen to my door moan
I would ask my boss for a loan
but then I would feel like a dirty street
Even though when we meet
he always tries to get blown.





Taurus Woman/Scorpio Man, titled Lord Hades, by Olivia Peyton...


I welcomed you, Lord Hades, as would
An infernal Proserpina, hell-bent on leaving
The beauteous world of Light and Love -
A weary-worn child of field and meadow who
Thought perhaps the acrid stench of sulfur
Romantic, rising off the moor uncouth.
Not knowing that the pomegranate
Contained a sharpened serpent's tooth.

So when the field and meadow were laid barren,
And red juice of berry stained the soul,
The sovereign of Dis unleashed his daemons
And created smoke to hide his faults -
The torment was intense yet Proserpina
Believed in death that meant reprise -
Was a Scorpion not an Eagle -
Did the Phoenix not also rise?

The fire laid waste to all save conscience,
The water tossed on embers cruel,
Creating smoke that fogged the wasteland
Leaving all save one small root
That led your Proserpina back
To Heaven, and rekindled put-out blaze -
Nevermore will Proserpina
Venture down the Scorpion's maze.





Scorpio Woman/Taurus Man, titled, The Bull and the Scorpion, by Isis...


Drag that bull, stubborn lump of flesh
Sting his heel in an attempt to make it move.
He snorts, angry, but it's difficult to soothe with pincers,
so he stomps all around,
almost crushing the teensy anthropod,
trying to move a two-ton bovine with a two inch pincer - it's ridiculous.
The bystander looking on, laughing, wonders, "why?"
And the little scorpion wonders how the hell it ended up corralled with a bull...





Scorpio Woman/Taurus Man, titled, When Earth Meets Water, by Pixelpixie...


Something so sexy...
earthy?
slow and
I don't know...
something else.

Is it my pulse
or electricity
magnetic attraction,
or polarity?

I had to ask him the last time we spoke
(he looked at me like I was playing a joke)
"What's your sign?"... my eyes alight...
a slow burn underneath his skin...
I wondered if he'd let me in...
if only he knew, but I think he did...
the heights I've known within delight.
If he kept playing his cards all right,
maybe he'd be the next surrender.

"I'm a Taurus" were the words he'd tendered.



Well...
I'd never known my opposite
but the sudden rush just made me fall.
Could you handle the waters depths,
the silky weeds, the jagged crawl,
the murky darkness,
the inner call,
the dappled dancing lights upon
the full-blown waves before lights dawn
when the stars shine their brightest
and the hidden caves the tightest,
the crest the movement the tides and ebbs
the seaweed's gasp of drying webs?



Well...
He's hot sand and salty rocks
and a sweet mirage gone with a shock
smooth hard pebbles where scorpion's bask
earth wet with water, a perfect mask.
He's concrete, hard
and stuttered walks,
a bare backed bather against the docks.
He is a gathered grace to shelter
water from a dissolving heat,
knowing power is increased
when touched so indiscreetly
offer water to the baking rocks,
they hiss and burn, slowly merging...
a sauna's steam grows full when coupled
with a gentle urging.
He is a crevice to collect the rains offering of sweet water
lapping at her shores...
they explore
where the surf starts and the sand ends...
only to discover they are one and yet apart
but together
leaves a better foothold
and together
a better bouyancy.

Together,
a kind of prophesy of me and you and
you and me.





Gemini Woman/Sagittarius Man, titled
Always Bring Along A Pal, Maybe, Perhaps, A Gemini Gal?,
by Virgo-Aries Artist...




Why can’t you take me along?
On those wild wide voyages you take?
The ones where you find,
All those adoring young fans
Whose hearts you never meant to break,
Until that one night you called me half-drunk in May
To wish me happy birthday, too early, by a month and a day
Oh, or maybe it was March… I can’t keep details straight,
And I asked why I heard the morning news,
Since you were fishing,
At half past eight...

...in the morning, right?



I’m a morning person myself, always wide-awake by six
Oh, I don’t care who you’re with right at this moment,
I’m hopelessly bored and lonely, needing a playtime fix.

So can you Express-mail me a plane or train ticket?
A red-eye flight would be just fine
We can ride the open road together,
I’d let you borrow my winged shoes
Darn. Now that I think, you have too many feet.

Oh well, we’ll still frolic our way cross-country
I’ll be flexible and quiet in my seat.

Though I can’t promise on the “quiet” part
Yes, you know me all too well
I’m a noisy little girl,
And you’re a walking “expert” everything
Don’t call me cold, I just feel with my head
Nothing wrong with that, unlike your misguided craze
That leaves me in a daze,
As it springs out of no where, that puffed macho ego
Thinking women have their “place”,
I won’t bother waiting for your distractible face.



So anyhow…. where I was getting at,
Before we were rudely sidetracked,
Oh, heck, just let me know where you are,
I don’t mind flying far...for you.





Sagittarius Woman/Gemini Man, by taj...





In fields Elysian
Where flowed ambrosial wine
And cavorted famed divinities,
Did the sage Chiron
Rest his learned gaze
Upon radiant Castor and Pollux?

For there in the night sky
Immortalized,
The noble Archer
And scintillating twin orbs,
Perched,
As decreed by the Fates
On the edges
Of a celestial arbor.

O astral cohort,
When love's ideals
Poured forth from
Lips benevolent
Did you proffer your brow
To be kissed?



When Logos
Burrowed deep and
Flourished bright
In the bridechamber
Of Sophia
Did space-time
And all things ephemeral
Like quicksilver
Transfigure
Into that which
Is eternal?



Pray tell,
O creature of the moment,
In the gardens of Olympus
Did the healing potions
Of the wise Centaur
Make whole
The fragmented light-spark
That is Castor and Pollux?

For here in this soul-expanse
In perfect symmetry
Linked,
As arranged by the Fates
Mind and Spirit
In the depths
Of a burnished heart.





The Care and Feeding of Your Gemini, by Danielle








Cancer Woman/Capricorn Man, by Natasha, titled
Being In Love Means Never Having To Be There...





Alone...by the phone
that is the way he left her,
anointed in roses and myrrh.

She is beautiful and waiting
but Caps and Cancers
will never be mating
in this lifetime.

He is outside of her kind,
outside her reach.



He bruised her love
with his fist in her velvet glove,
he took her to his playpen
and now she hurts.

She will call the best friend she has made
for some alcohol and a bandaid.
She doesn't care anymore where he has been,
or if he is hanging out with men,
at bars
to smoke cigars
and gamble away
her hard earned pay.

He is all and she is small
until she finds the alcohol
and hits his image with a bottle
only to find out it's someone else
she wants to throttle.



Better find an escape plan
that doesn't involve a man...
let's see if she can.








Cancer Woman/Capricorn Man, by Carlo,
titled New Moon Maiden Rising...





Money, marriage, maternity
Sympathy, security, serenity
Are what I want and all I need,
My three M’s and three S’s.
And for a while I had more
Certainty than guesses.

Yet when we would fight
He wouldn’t make it right.
All I wanted was a touch,
A smile, a gaze, a sign
That everything was
Or would be fine.

Instead I think, opine, and drink
This whole bottle of white wine.



Like a stone statue he would be
Not light nor forgiving, but heavy,
I’m sure I appeared to him as weak
Yet love was all I sought and seek.
I tried to reach out and to touch,
Sigh, apologize, be soft, and such.
He’d sweep his hand dismissively
Act uninterested and indifferently
Avert his stern Saturnine gaze,
Snicker at my shy, tender ways,
Unresponsive, unsympathetic be
If I’d try just to kiss and say sorry.
And so, you know, I had to turn aside
“I’m in the shower,” I’d hide and lie,
And cry and cry and cry and cry.



Yet all those times I was feeling sorry
For myself, crying my silly elf to sleep,
Further into my shell of hurt I’d retreat.

I’ve had lots of time to think since then
I know more now, of myself, of men,
No more will I go so far out on a limb,
& I no longer pine, I’m sorriest for him.

Maybe I should heed astrology
Direct instead my sympathy
Not to myself, yet to the guy,
No longer wonder if or why,
For if I do, or so I’m told,
And screw self-pity, become bold,
Attempt to climb that mountain high
I might not tumble from the sky
Slow and sure, to that next ledge
Hanging by a claw upon the edge
Face my fear of falling far and fast
To reach the summit one day at last
Courage and patience, steadfast me
To glimpse this forgotten eternity.



Yet if he isn’t waiting there this time
I’ll never write another song or rhyme
About a love that should work out,
And no, I’ll not sob, cry, nor pout,
I’ll do what every girl should do,
I’ll find a new guy, one like you.








Two Poems on Leo Woman/Aquarius Man, by Jacqueline...





My universe is made of shines and bubbles,
A lot of kisses and a lot of corks,
Stampeding from the necks of Chandon.

You call me kitty and I call you my future.
And I tune and untune to your tone.
Because frankly my love
My atmosphere is what appears suddenly
Where I arrive just because I did.

As a sovereign person in this world
I'm going deep into my existence.
But for our coexistence
I will have to learn how to reinvent me.

So you, my Aquarius
Must learn how to transform New York
Into something like Paris.
With me, nothing is ordinary.

And while you invent our future,
With fear of losing your freedom.
I dance on the champagne's bubbles that I drink.

In life, I am The Majesty,
The first and the only one.
And all these words are as true
As the rainbow that you gave me when I met you.








When I arrived to this planet, I was complete.
Feminine and masculine were perfectly mixed in me.
But we were just a few souls,
And God decided to separate us as a whole.

Since that moment I knew,
That of all the difficult missions I would have to accomplish,
The most difficult would be
To find the other part of me.



Thousands of years have passed.
Thousands of lives I've lived.
In many of them I failed to find him,
But in many others my love found me.

In Atlantis we received the greatest knowledge.
As gods we walked the Sands of Egypt.
We played as children in the Temples of Old Greece.
And we consummated our love in the Beltane bonfire's heat.

So if by chance I finish my mission before him,
And God allows me to came back to the land of milk and honey,
I'll tell Him that I should wait for my love here.
'Cause how can I ever be complete
If I don't have the other part of me?








a poem about Leo Woman/Aquarius Man, titled Joe, by financechick...


We met in a strange sort of way...on rollerblades...



You tried to teach me but liked to see me fall
So that you could help me up.

I felt it and I know you did too
Though you try to deny it.
A freespirit, yet afraid.

And you told me how beautiful you think I am, but
Did you mean it or was it just to be charming?

I cannot hide my pain,
That's why I can no longer see you physically
Because it's just a reminder of all that cannot be...
Because you won't let it...
You look to find things wrong.

You keep me at arms length
And now I keep you there.

And you said I am so beautiful, Joe, but
Do you really mean it
Or are you just being charming?








Aquarius Woman/Leo Man, by Oxychick...

Roses are red

Violets are blue

That Leo's selfish to a tee

With an ego the size of Peru!





Aquarius Girl/Leo Guy, by theFajita...





It was there in the hot sun,
My feet stuck in the sand,
Right where the Atlantic met the land,
I would hang out all day and party the night away,
Yes it was there on the beach,
Between West Palm and Fort Lauderdale,
I met my lover, my Leo,
My strong dark hero.





I was mesmerized by him,
Quite taken, you see.
“I knew I was to meet you,” he declared on a whim,
He said he was waiting for an Aquarian girl,
Would I be that one?





I didn’t bat an eye, but my heart skipped a beat,
“How did he know I was Aquarius!?”, I thought to myself.
Didn’t matter, I knew we would have fun,
He told me I was pretty and he would take me away,
So I went with him, but wondered if he knew
I was his from first glance!

And away we went, together, a team,
Would you look at that? Two opposites,
So in love, who would have thought!

He could see my heart and my spirit and knew it was true,
Although I was an oddball and deemed quite quirky,
Under that faded old Dead shirt,
My heart was pure and I was meant for him,
He knew it for sure.





He was like a king, my courageous Leo, so brave
Under baggy pants and tattoos there was a soul meant for me,
Ah, our souls twirled and danced and intertwined,
Together, my Leo and me, we shined.





The days and nights would meld into each other,
Holding each other close,
Over blunts and malt liquor our laughter rang loud,
We poured out hearts out to each other,
He knew me like no other,
He was my protector, my lover.





A shame I did not know our days were numbered,
If only we had not ended up back at the beach,
Fighting the cold December wind and rain.

It finally was too much,
The only shelter was out of reach,
We called it borrowing a room from a motel,
But the police called it breaking and entering;
With my fingerprints my warrant was found,
Hearing that news my heart then fell.
We would be separated, my Leo and me,
I couldn't believe our time was over,
I begged with Time to go back and let us go,
I had many tears yet without a sound,
I went to my cell.





I never saw him again.

I’ll always remember when

How he would look at me with those big brown eyes...
To be the object of my Leo’s affection was surely divine!





Two Poems on Virgo Woman/Pisces Man, by Virgo-Aries Artist...


My dear and wise old soul,
Fate has united us once again.
I try to deny our purpose here,
And what I see in your eyes.
Maybe I was sent to reveal to you
The inquisitive open mind you possess.
Perhaps you came to teach me how
I need to live more in the moment
And let tomorrow matter less.





Do I really have to tell you?...
That sensitive side,
You know,
The one you try to hide.
I'm afraid, I suspect
Has long ago guessed
The secret yearning of my higher s-Elf,
The one where I wished desperately
To be able to show
My deep-running feelings
To the unfeeling world

My logical and rational mind
Is telling me
Through the mutual smile we share,
Life had already taken a new twist
Long before we began to care.





I am puzzled by your tortured depths
Yet I linger at the edge of interest
I admire your bold advances
yet my Leo-ness couldn't stand your flirty nature
I revel in our brief contact
Yet I miss the solid moments of past we don't share
I feel myself comparing your every aspect to others
Measuring our long-term potential
Though I know it's not fair
Still, I'll let this path take me where it will
Not fighting fated currents, simply letting pleasure flow.


...and a poem by her on Gemini, Virgo's square, titled Amuse...

Gemini, Gemini
So much can be said.
A million bright thoughts,
Whizzing through your head.

Airy presence.
An entity of speech.
Pretending as kids do,
Your heart's out of reach.





A lovely Piscean poem by Bissie, a lovely Virgo...





If I have one day only to live,
I would live it in Love,
I would throw my clothes and gloves,
Would spread my hands in the air
And with Love
I would feed every pore of my body,
Until I get overtaken with Love,
Until my blood becomes a river of Love,
Until my eyes become a flock of doves
Reaching the Moon
On wings of Venusian gold.

If I could live a day of my Life
Feeling Love -
I would not fear the Death
I would be filled with Light
In the darkest of places above
And the Light would lead me
To you, God of Love.








Pisces Woman/Virgo Man, by Proxieme...





And so

(because life with us
is never a beginning
or an ending,
but continually
a continuance
of that once said
and unsaid and seen and felt) -

and so, and so -



You speak:
"I feel, so I see,
but having forgotten,
reached out for a hand -
finding yours."

And I laugh,
not in cruelty, but
in Gratitude and Comfort
and Joy. And so -

We sigh
then stretch then run,
as new life, unearthed,
takes us and wakes us - seeing
old faults and
fresh instigations
with clean eyes
and skin and hearts
and Souls. And so -





Memories in Me -
of You in Me
of Me as You.
I and You Structure
and then Scatter,
Feel and Forgive and
then
tumble into
Analysis and Clarity.

Shaking now I Seek You,
as You do Me -
Towards Balance and Peace.
Perfect Content.
A Busy Mind, Stilled.
A Broken Heart, Healed.
It Lasts; then the Norm Regains,
Mutable, Moved and Changed.








Pisces Girl/Virgo Boy, titled A Long Lost Virgo, by StarLover



I'm still recalling that one particular day,
It was during the Sun's early morning ray.
You were sitting with your best friend,
And I prayed to see you without an akward end.

So getting myself to slowly walk to you,
I thought your shirt was nice it had this perfect dark blue hue.
Noticing how the eyes had this serious and practical glare,
Seeing how the breezy wind had fully blown your hair.

Knowing how your aura had a glowing white light,
Thinking the stars would never shine as bright.
Secretly wishing you'd be a wise seer,
So you would sense our dark longing fear.

Dreaming you'd come near me and hug me,
So our chains kept inside would completely set free.

Half hoping you'd give me a warm smile,
Waiting many days for that rareness all the while.

Truly wanting and needing you to be real,
But you were just a sad ideal.

Because when I got myself to finally say hi,
You turned your cheek and walked away and fatefully said goodbye.








Virgo Man/Pisces Woman, titled Keep What You Catch, by Carlo, Summer 2000...





A lonely Virgin
Sits by the sea
He sees a messy beach
Yet feels a gentle breeze.

I heard about mermaids
In Pagan days of old
Catching a mortal's heart
And gifting it with gold.

Yet where is my dripping Fishwife?
Why hasn't she come?
Maybe I haven't learned to dream
Maybe I should hum.

So I sit and watch the waves
Rise, spit, crest, then fall
And wonder if my Earthy soul
Will ever be wet at all.

Then the day comes, before I know
And I see her in a dream
That I finally was allowed to have
As silly as that may seem.

For then she rises up
Reaching for my helpful arms
She begins to soothe and lather me
With sweet Neptunian charms.

I even forget my given name
See only that she shines
As the Sun catches the glitter in her hair
While a brilliant Archer Moon trines.

Could I finally be completed
Unlike I've never been
And found a Piscean princess-girl
To be my forever friend?

Earth truly does need Water, you see
And this Virgin needs a Fish
To quiet the tic-toc of his mind
An appetizing dish.

She kisses and adorns me
With Wetness from the Deep
And all our distant longing
Sends both of us to sleep.

Our souls then swirl together
And feed each other more
Healing all forgotten memories
Sending old hurts out the door.

Yet when my eyes ease open
I turn and wonder when
This creature from the Ocean of my heart
Will be back again.

Now imagine my feeling of Utter Joy
As she smiles and kisses me
And squirms, and flips, and climbs atop
And tells me that we're free.

As the days turn to weeks
The months soon pass to years
A Pisces Queen and her Virgo Man
Live life devoid of fears.

With faces damp
From flowing tears
Sweet gifts from Goddess high
Remind us of that magickal day
A new life
A happy sigh.








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