posted February 05, 2007 07:17 PM         

I am shone a fire sign male
that is the connection
I keep seeing

but I do not understand it...

still waiting for affirmations

posted February 06, 2007 01:29 PM         

I always felt a connection to her. Maybe because I'm a Gemini also?

I felt so bad for her when she was depressed for a while. I always thought about it when I read Linda goodman's Sun Signs.

A Gemini woman can play the giddy party girl to perfection, flattering a helpless, trapped male right out of his mind and his bank book. But she can smoothly change into a demure and adoring housewife, from which she can quickly switch into a serious intellectual who studies the great philosophers and talks about politics or poetry brilliantly, then suddenly turn into a bundle of raw emotion, full of nerves, tears and fears. She's certainly not stuffy or monotonous.

posted February 08, 2007 08:44 PM         

Anna's death today, brought MM back to my memory..
and all the strange deaths that have been
happening..Anna's son...
The Crocidile hunter..and so many more..
if we were to sit down and think about it

it sure is a message of the changing times
we face
the acceleration..that these
souls leave so quickly...

Makes you wonder
how fast they will be back
or will they help from there?

just my thoughts...

posted February 09, 2007 04:05 PM         

A Sign to Remind Me

I left my home of rough green wood
a blue velvet couch

I dream till now

a shiny dark bush
just left of the door

down the walk
clickity clacks
as my doll in her carriage
went over the cracks

"we'll go far away"

..Marilyn Monroe

a six year old with rosy cheeks
and pigtails tied with yellow yarn
is skipping rope in front of me

she plays each day I walk near Central Park
like a sign of teeny-tiny to remind me

oh! she expects a miracle
every hour or so..and finds it
sometimes it's a perfectly marvelous flower
being kissed by a bumble bee
or a lady bug, who has landed gently
on her knee

and who must be set free
with the magical mantra of "lady bug, lady bug
fly away home!"

so she won't lose her way
and forget..where she lives

yesterday, she found the green miracle
of a grasshopper
and watched it hop over the cracks
in the sidewalk
for hours

then tried to coax it to hop back in the grass
in the park..a block away

before it, too, was lost

I think it was she
who did that
or maybe it was me

when I'm pretending I'm small enough
to play with the bugs and birds and things
and believe in shiny gold wishing rings
that get lost--then found
and hear the sound
of a robin..before he sings

and have twin lady bugs land
on each of my knees

to talk with me a while

before they fly away

posted February 12, 2007 04:09 PM         

Question for Norma Jean

the whole world is aware of every detail
of your War Years
you fought those battles bravely
painfully and slow

keeping well hidden your membership
in God's own Secret Service .. and earned
your purple heart
under the false identities of Baker .. and Monroe

thanks to the lies
woven and recorded
by poor, childless Gladys

it's your Prairie Years they need to know
those years from which they all

can learn so much

those years of secrets, buried
nearly a century before your star-crossed birth
upon this ever-growing-more-insensitive

planet Earth

Norman Mailer dutifully and duly noted
that your bedroom walls were once devotedly covered
with pictures of the tall and lanky one

who wept at Gettysburg

is that why you fell so helplessly in love
with Joe and Arthur and Yves
three who, each in his own way, were called

"Lincolnesque"

is stature, mannerisms
or gentleness of heart?

did you sense that Jim Dougherty
and Bob Slatzer also possessed a haunting part
of Honest Abe's integrity?

and is that why you were Ram-determined
to meet your other idol, Sandburg .. Carl?

then, when the two of you were at last
together briefly, among the fragile mountain laurel
of his country home
laughing delightedly, like children
to find so many joys in common
not the least of these your mutual pOetry of soul

did your Higher Selves perchance discuss
the deeper mystery
that you may have been .. five times a twin

and also kin

to him, whom Sandburg
well loved and long respected?

for Sandburg sadly, quietly knew the secret
of the small, pathetic little girl called Ella
standing on a chair in Springfield
as the lanky lawyer softly murmured

"..see? you're not as tall
as I am .. even now"

yes, Sandburg knew--he knew

but did he also know
of the birthright given by that child

to you?

~~~~~