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About This Valentine's Day

Do you remember the song the age of Aquarius.....and the prediction was about when the moon is in the 7th house and Jupiter aligns with Mars. Well folks, that was this Valentine's Day, and here is my poem. BTW the question I pose, as promised a few posts back is forthcoming.

Jupiter Aligns With Mars

by Roseroberta

The moon was in the 7th house—

on Valentine’s Day no less—

a time for truth,

justice, peace

and love.

Prometheus the fire bearer

sat on the subway steps

waiting for the A train to come

down the tunnel where

several forgotten Gods

hung out.

He was just thinking

how to best light their fire,

when the A train came blaring

by, with Miles at the helm—

a ghost train loaded

like Pandora’s box

with dreams of King

and a whole generation

of Xs still lost in the ruble

of blackness and tunnels

railroaded and derailed,

and Prometheus sat

on the subway stairs.

And as the train passes

beyond 3rd rails

across the station

on the platform

at the other side,

he sees a poster

in black and white

an ode to,

not joy, but

“audacity

to hope.”


Comments

David Scott said…
I like your blog and your writing.

Thanks for sharing with us.

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