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.





Sagittarius Woman/Gemini Man, by Linda Goodman...

I've only had one husband
but he had two heads

He was a Gemini
and my astrologer warned me that we were square
to each other
or something-

Boy! You can say that again!
Before he broke the news, he killed a quart of booze
all by himself
(He found the bottle on the shelf behind the china piggy
bank where I should have known better than to hide it)

But in spite of all that rye
he didn't even slur his words when he said goodbye
or seem to be grieving
He sounded like Basil Rathbone
"So long, dear Duchess, I'm leaving"

I said "Good Riddance"
and I meant it
who needs all those charming lies?

(he had such gentle, dark brown eyes)

So he took his LP of Der Rosenkavalier
the shells we gathered last Summer at the Pier
his golf clubs - his copy of Roget's Thesaurus
and split

That was last night
Today I was cleaning the garbage out of his desk
(I don't know why)
and I came across this verse he wrote

He was probably on a vodka high
I mean he must have been really smashed
as drunk as a skunk
to write that kind of junk
It doesn't even rhyme
Just listen

"Into the dream you came
and across the soft carpet of my reverie you walked
with hobnail boots"


~ from Venus Trines at Midnight




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.






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