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06 Mar 2019

old signs rising above the eastern horizon


I’m reading my daily horoscope
in the palm of my hand
seated at a table for two at a streetside cafe
waiting on an old acquaintance
who promised to make me young again

I’ve always been drawn
to the mysterious world of houses
and transits and T-square configurations
where struggles are witnessed by the naked eye
in the privacy of your own ruminations

whether or not this chance meeting
will ever take place
makes no difference to me or my imagination
as I sit here quietly reminiscing
how my own world may indeed be retrograding





march two thousand nineteen
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08 Feb 2016
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lunar new year


new moon rises over aquarius
directing my attention to the 4th house
an empty nest simmering with thoughts
stirring and swirling with a little
help from mars and uranus
stoking the fire so to speak
pushing and pulling unnecessary things
encouraging inner conflict
that doesn’t deserve to be unleashed

this new moon in aquarius
seems to know everything
testing one’s resolve by delivering
glad tidings and dire straits
directly to my front door

determined not to give in
I breathe deeply in the silence of the mind
choosing instead to scatter
seeds in all directions
knowing full well
inner workings are best gathered
when the moon is full


february two thousand sixteen
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04 Aug 2015

Ménage à trois


I saw the sister of Taurus plain as day
and wondered how in the world
she had put me under a spell
with Mars lurking so near

Meanwhile the god of war fumed
in a confounding cosmic fog
waiting patiently to snatch Isis
once she wandered too far

As for me I refused to budge knowing
Venus was transiting my way
figuring all things eventually work out
inside this servantless house



august two thousand fifteen
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18 Aug 2014
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keeping the peace


she was an unlucky kind of girl
and though she wasn’t sure
what that meant
she loved to say it nonetheless

born scorpio with pisces rising
she always wondered
why there wasn’t a thirteenth house
one in which she could run and
hide from a world spinning inwards

safely tucked inside her
mysteriously secretive mind
she only assumes a
peacekeeping role after
extinguishing all other options



august two thousand fourteen
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01 Apr 2013
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New Moon in the Twelfth House


I don’t necessarily like
the way I was raised
just like I’m not expressly thrilled
with the way I raised my own

I don’t mind all of the free
time I have these days
just like I’ve come to accept
how astrological forces
forever rule the world

I’ve considered going back
to tinker with a few things
but the new moon
in the twelfth house
keeps me grounded here


april two thousand thirteen
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14 Aug 2012
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my shaman


my shaman is a musician
sitting in grandma’s rocking chair
her nylon-stringed classical guitar
strapped across his shoulder

months go by without knowing
his arrivals or departures
i imagine he’s playing her music
to a sold-out crowd in need

the mosh pit implosion gives rise
to a new kind of attention
where misunderstood children
believe in second chances

though my shaman has no wings
his imperfect compositions
sail beyond the faintest star
giving light where there is none





august two thousand twelve
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