Orange Friend

Orange friend, tiger kin

Furry guru guardian

Lion with her in their den

Fire next to her again

Light the way and warm her when

It gets hard to be human

One of Rachel's Aries men

Teach her reach and not give in

Keep her peace and heart open

Hendrix is her medicine

Homebase

Chauffeur me, I'll shelter you

Show me how you move and do

In return I'll bring you to

My insides and slide into

Homebase on a Field of Dreams

Isn't that the point of being?

On my way I'll be loving 

Help out who is suffering 

In our outfield I'm standing 

Open glove to sun who streams

My career, it means one thing

To my life my family bring

Sea Bells

Bells at sea, they call to me

Ringing melancholically

Singing, clinging chronically 

Come and save your sailor, he's 

Fretting, treading, cannot breathe 

Same as you and doesn't see

You are where he needs to be

Can I give him wings to sweep

Shipwreck ruin, piracy

If I walk in from my wheat

Will he move to me to meet

Equidistant and complete

Know he now that's all I seek

A Lion

How can you keep a lion small?

A jungle one who runs them all

Position him within your walls

To bend him to your beck and call

Ask him to acquiesce and crawl

Present as if he is your doll

Amiss, you wish, you were this tall

You hide behind his might and gall

My dear, your fear - he'll go AWOL

That is, just is, what will result

Symphony Cynthia

A Gemini moon, divinely communes

Musician physician is fixing with tunes

A Pisces positioned with fishes at school

She listens, envisions, and gives them the tools

Plays both by her heart and a Capricorn's rules

She seesaws from glaciers to southernmost pools

In style, with smiles in a Cayenne so cool

A symphony, Cynthia, angelic too

Give wings to her, sing for her, with every move

A classical, masterful, lightner of moods

She pretties the planet and brightens all rooms

Ley Lines

Key limes, ley lines

Looking north and walking mine

Reading charts in every sign

Emitting wit in pretty rhyme

Opening hearts with sparks that fly

In the dark alight in my

Kissing business booth at night

In your dreams and through my eyes

Til I find my favorite guy

Say aloha, hola, hi

Spellwork

Calls for me from down the block

Stops me on the street to talk

Can't because he's been cock-blocked

Divinely, or on second thought

Spellwork from the side that's not

Blah blah blah & round and round

You're so pretty, glad I've found

A good girl to paint this town

I'm like okay, guess I'm down

Ask his name and stomping grounds

Something steps in, shuts him down

Enters through his open crown

Slack-jawed staring, not a sound

Finally he moves his mouth

That's a secret, says this clown

Sir, I like a good striptease

Power plays and mystery

Not with you though guy, puh-leaze

So I say goodbye and leave

I'll be here all night and week!

Are the final words he speaks

Mischief magic from a chief?

Gets to them but not to me

I'm above this malarkey 

Nor is it necessary 

I would give my love for free

(If it's to the dude I think)

Fool's Gold

Loved by the Sun like one Legend suggests

As articulated by homeboy from Yes

I'm down here in daisies and doing my best

To deal with the pyrite and fool's gold instead

How wonderful would it to be in his rays

The fire that ignited my Venusian ways

I'm spinning around him in our outer space

Whilst wishing he'd visit a Virgo to play

The angels above us and stars in our scape

They give us incentive and words we should say

I've promised to pen them to paper each day

'Cause center of universe - he's hard to shake

Tim

Tim, Tim, hands that spin

Pretty Virgo, blonde and thin

Didn't want it, never meant

To have joined the club he's in

Wishes now to make amends

Seek another religion

One in which he's innocent 

As the children he defends

Because he was one of them

Wakes up to this news and then

Removed from this dimension 

Blame is on his addiction 

That is not the case, my friends

He asks that you please listen

A Better Day can still begin

Wanderlust

Overcome with wanderlust 

Venus in the 9th and must

Move like Sagittarius 

Disappear into the dusk

Leave them longing in his dust

Not that he dislikes them, but

Feels the wheels will gather rust

On his life and magic bus

Love and travel are combust

He must meet a girl who just

Understands and earn her trust

Watched Pot

It's said a watched pot will not boil

A stared at snake shall not uncoil

A maiden here with soul of royal

Unto my path and purpose loyal

I've watered, daughtered, mothered soil

And to my tin man given oil

His heart a part of why I toil

What waits for me will not be foiled

Watch This

Imagine a Neptunian

Surrounded by good influence

And rather than go down in ruin

Would know there's nothing that she couldn't

Say and do and dream and wouldn't 

Lock her coffin, rot in wooden

Boxes, watch this, she'll eschew them

Chase a star into Jerusalem 

Align her kind through intuition 

See her soul through to fruition 

Every Word

Like a mother giving birth

May I beautify the earth

Honor fire, wind, and surf

Melody of mockingbird 

Every baby, lady, sir

Should they somehow be unsure

May I show them what they're worth

Bring them merriment and mirth

Spider, cider, whey and curd

May I share all I've procured

With my every single word

May I love and may I serve

Christina Contending

A seagoat ascending

A lion presenting

In front orienting 

Protecting, preventing 

An artist inventing

Inspiring, extending 

Supportive at friending

Forever, unending

She's never relenting 

Christina contending 

This Child

God give this child her wings

Lift her up above these things

These outrageous arrows, slings

Of misfortune life may bring

Swaddle her in serene scenes 

Send her sweet angels to sing

Show her all her might and means

Her blue skies of wiser beings

Help her fly to find her dreams 

God please give this child her wings

Amanda

Send her extra love and help

For the sun is in her 12th 

Despite inner whim and wealth

Amanda doesn't know herself 

Learns from Virgos, we who spell

Out her issues all too well

(Is there nothing we won't tell?)

Date of birth does not exist

3 of 4, she is a myth

Leap year princess with a wish

To traverse this earthy ish

Packaged in a Pisces fish

Swimming in our fish and chips

Surfing with a turfy dish

Listening to our bullet lists

It's how she will conquer this

Invitation

My father could fix you, he has a green thumb

I'm sorry I overly watered you some

I wanted to love you, 'cause you're #1

At making my place feel incredibly fun

Like I am Apollo and playing the sun

By smiling and shining upon everyone 

You pay me in petals with colors that run

And fill up the cracks in the breaking I've done

With fragrance and radiant styles that stun

I forget to worry and think of problems

Your presence's a lesson, a beautiful one

So thank you for taking my invitation

Water Way

Where there's water, there's a way

Gentle winds that swim and sway

Moon to move our moods and waves

Ships to sail and reeds to play

Sand on which to sit and lay

Dollars of them for to pay

Things with wings that bathe in bays

Seals and eels who've come to play

Sea urchin and undine fae

Shells held to your ear that say

They were home to crab and cray

Now they're here and on display

Blessed are we to share this day

Open Heart

Silver star and lily white

Replace my gate with pearly light

Scarlet sun and pink kunzite

Beautiful as you and bright

Neither fence nor sword in sight

Done defending, I invite

You into my world of might

Love is fuel and we don't fight

Knife each other or backbite

Words are cures and all I write

Speak and think and then recite

Filled with will to make it right

Clear as tears and like lucite

Open up my heart tonight

The Fog

You close your heart and fog rolls in

I'm whipped by wicked northern winds

The ones of what it could have been

Our ocean's temperature descends

It seizes up my lungs and limbs

My eyes and whys, it covers them

I cannot feel to float nor swim

And neither do I want to then

I'm praying, saying make this end

But I keep washing up again

Moon in Me

A full moon in me

Insane basically 

Up on Mercury

So myopically

I've Too Much to Think

And not any peace

If I could just grieve 

I'd ship out to sea

The Quiet One

Watch out for the quiet one

A gently weeping coming sun

With something in the way he's done

Who shared his girl with one Clapton

The one who isn't Paul or John

Who tells you to keep moving on

Within so many words through song

Sweet on our Lord, don't get him wrong

A silent type is just as strong