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livalinite · 4 months

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I may be a leo but I have never been the sun

I am the mirror that helps people see their beauty

I am the ocean that shows people how beautiful the moon can glitter

I am the grass that gives flowers a canvas

I may never be the show, for I am always the stage

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404-writing-error · 1 year

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Aquarius

The Aquarius is a paradox

The water they bare fills rivers

The air they supply crisp to the lungs

Their hands are worshiped by all who hold them

Gentle to the touch yet rough around the edges

A safe yet unfamiliar place waiting to be explored

But they rush to hide their tears and put up walls at any slight hint of love

Fearing that it would tear down the ivy they grew

Cause a drought in the rivers they filled

The Aquarius is emotionless, you see

The Aquarius hates group projects

But loves helping others, even if it's just to smooth out the little things

They have an eye for finding mistakes

Just look at their body, cracked and dry and shattered like old pottery

They make note of these things in compliments

Watch the way their eyes light up

Your smile in their reflection as you gaze into their mirror

The Aquarius is caring, you see

The Aquarius is quiet and small

Sinking into the crowd like waves

Never daring to be louder than you, out of fear or love we can not tell

They build off of your words

Make their own hypothesis and tests

Take the facts that stood out and present them to you in an essay

The Aquarius listens, you see

The Aquarius echos like a canyon

Rising above their peers like a chorus

Making their points only to themself while their words fall on deaf ears

Yet still they scream

Refusing to be silenced until they have said all they need to

And damn can they speak

Their facts as solid as stones on a pond

Knowing how much it hurts to be the pond,

They stop, watching their stones skip,

Skip,

And sink.

The Aquarius is defensive, you see

The Aquarius is a fighter

They will look at you with stone-cold eyes

Middle finger hoisted above the sky as they tell the world to go fuck itself

Throwing sucker punches and roundhouses at brick wall bodies

Smiling at the blood on their knuckles with pride as their opponent falls

They're a bad influence,

Turning you into someone confident

Switching your personality like a light

Into someone you never thought you were

They see themselves in your protests

They know your tongue and mouth as much as their own

A sense of Deja Vu flows over them and smile parts their lips as they join in

Proud of what you are becoming

And what they continue to be

The Aquarius is rebellious, you see

The Aquarius is nice to many

They hold an unknown child's hand as an older woman shakes her head

Thinking they are naive to the world when their eyes have experienced so much

Their animal is the owl after all

Who could know loneliness better than an air sign called Water Bearer?

An old name from a dead language

Holding something young and alive

The child is helped and will remember the one who helped them

They smiled and wave before turning away

Eyes brimming with tears as the sign walks calmly, body shaking

The Aquarius is kind for a reason, you see

The Aquarius is distant

Never knowing what they are

Or what they are not

Always knowing what they have been and what they will one day be:

Stone-cold eyes and soft defiant hands

Quiet but booming voice

Kind heart and naive wisdom

Shattered and whole all at once

The Aquarius is a paradox, you see

The Aquarius prefers solitude

So they disconnect from the world

Retracting their hands from the sky,

Words falling on deaf ears as they suck crisp air back into a dry throat,

A drought already starting

Hiding their tears in a cracked jug that drips onto the Earth in apology

And as the other signs turn to offer love, another wall is built and ready

Ivy climbing up the space to cover the air sign out of fear

The water bearer behind it silent again

Biting their lip to keep hidden

The Aquarius has a reputation, you see.

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muirmarie · 1 year

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extremely miss a few years back when people were writing horoscope/zodiac poetry all the time. bring that back!! i miss it!!!

#zodiac poetry #astrological poems #horoscopes

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eonsandeternity · 5 months

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“Soul Connections” 🖤🖤

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apoemaday · 4 months

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The Fourth Sign of the Zodiac

by Mary Oliver

1. Why should I have been surprised? Hunters walk the forest without a sound. The hunter, strapped to his rifle, the fox on his feet of silk, the serpent on his empire of muscles— all move in a stillness, hungry, careful, intent. Just as the cancer entered the forest of my body, without a sound.

2. The question is, what will it be like after the last day? Will I float into the sky or will I fray within the earth or a river— remembering nothing? How desperate I would be if I couldn’t remember the sun rising, if I couldn’t remember trees, rivers; if I couldn’t even remember, beloved, your beloved name.

3. I know, you never intended to be in this world. But you’re in it all the same.

so why not get started immediately.

I mean, belonging to it. There is so much to admire, to weep over.

And to write music or poems about.

Bless the feet that take you to and fro. Bless the eyes and the listening ears. Bless the tongue, the marvel of taste. Bless touching.

You could live a hundred years, it’s happened. Or not. I am speaking from the fortunate platform of many years, none of which, I think, I ever wasted. Do you need a prod? Do you need a little darkness to get you going? Let me be urgent as a knife, then, and remind you of Keats, so single of purpose and thinking, for a while, he had a lifetime.

4. Late yesterday afternoon, in the heat, all the fragile blue flowers in bloom in the shrubs in the yard next door had tumbled from the shrubs and lay wrinkled and fading in the grass. But this morning the shrubs were full of the blue flowers again. There wasn’t a single one on the grass. How, I wondered, did they roll back up to the branches, that fiercely wanting, as we all do, just a little more of life?

#poetry #mary oliver #the fourth sign of the zodiac

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adrasteiax · 2 years

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Memory is a cemetery I've visited once or twice, (...)

Charles Wright, from Meditation On Form And Measure in “Black Zodiac”

#poetry #charles wright #meditation on form and measure #black zodiac #literature #poem #lit #from my collection

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literaryvein-reblogs · 1 month

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Diane Ackerman. Robert Lowell. George Abbe. Anne Sexton. Lola Ridge. George Meredith. Sylvia Plath. Frederick Seidel. Charlotte Mew. Countee Cullen. Betty Adcock. Anne Sexton.

#literature #writeblr #writing prompt #poetry #quotes #star signs #zodiac signs #diane ackerman #robert lowell #george abbe #anne sexton #lola ridge #george meredith #sylvia plath #frederick seidel #charlotte mew #countee cullen #betty adcock

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sayhoneysiren · 10 months

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aquarius, i know there are parts to you you try to hide. a lonely version of you that’s trapped inside. there’s always a bigger picture and i’m curious to know you deeper

. honeysiren🍒

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golden-letters · 3 months

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happy lunar new year

my mum saw me cry and she kept asking me what happened

how do i tell her nothing did. i just lost my airpods and lunar new years' coming and i need to clean my house and i can't find it in myself to do any of it, anything at all. nothing happened, everything just bursted out of me without warning and suddenly you caught me red-handed as tears fall. you accept i'm not talking and we go downstairs for a few drinks. im a kid and drank cider with 3.4% alcohol and you laughed, pouring korean takju into your glass, filling a chuen hup we've had since i was 2 with chocolates and pistachios.

i remember lunar new years as this exciting new start as a child, i would be so ecstatic to see my cousins again, finally. i would wear my red dress or qipao and bring a little purse for the hongbaos. i would beg you to do my nails or braid my hair so grandma could take a good look at her pretty little granddaughter, all dolled up. and now, not even a decade later, i'm crying on lunar new years eve, red puffy as i type. how do i tell you everything just bursted out of me without warning and i've been on auto-pilot for the last eight weeks, forcing myself to grab a toothbrush and a water bottle. how do i tell you i've been crying on a bus. how do i tell you i've never really been okay and everything's spilling out now.

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natalchartnurtures · 5 months

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Pluto Dominants Be Like-

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I swam in the dark until I forgot what light looked like.

I stayed up late nights until I forgot what a good night's sleep felt like.

I decoded, danced with, and drenched myself in the unknown, in the unheard.

I got lost in the twilight of my soul until one moment…

When I woke up! Only to go through it all over again.

I couldn't have possibly seen the beauty of my soul; the world couldn't have reflected it back to me,

even if it wanted to.

Wait, why was I created?

This. This is all I was blessed to know—

My divinity.

My freedom is all I want to know.

My endless thirst to find myself in the,

The endless questions I ask to seek

The endless inside of me.

Frustrating?

Poetic, instead.

My life of incredible pain—

I HAD to forget.

I had to tear pieces of my memory to shreds

Before it, me.

Survivalism.

My body is rigged that way, isn't it?

But the loophole I found was in the curiosity.

The curiosity to want to know why I behaved the way I did.

Every question took me back to an answer only—

All in the center of my being,

The center of the universe where,

The dark and conniving live indeed right beside the unbridled light.

All but nothing,

To escape death so I could know life.

To realize myself in full form.

To have the heavens worship yet another creation of the universe.

I am a masterpiece,

And now, I stand in the clarity of my wisdom.

~ Original poetry dished out by me, a Pluto- dominant hobbit trying to get by life

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Hope you enjoyed it :]

#spirituality #astrology #astrology community #astrology readings #zodiac #astro observations #pluto astrology #Pluto Magic #Self Reflection Journey #Astro Poetry #Spiritual Insights #Journey Within #Soul Exploration #Artistic Expression #Inner Universe

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astrolocherry · 4 months

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The Star Signs are the Pageantry of Archetypal Signatures doctrines of personal history intoned in sacred mythologies From the beginning of life until the very last breath Most treasured and cherished stories for the sky to reflect An entry into healing portals, heirlooms of teachings, Conserved by civilisations that would rise and fall by dreamers and seekers who also heard the call A divine distillery of vibrational memories To have and to hold for descendants over centuries Cherry

#astrology #star signs #zodiac #poetry #archetypes #jungian

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terrivond · 5 months

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Fire signs don't match (all pun intended) with Water signs because they don't need anyone to put out their fire, they need someone to make sure it doesn't go out.

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turlesque · 6 days

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Gemini Has an Identity Crisis

Stardust bares its

bones to sleep &

sinks, despite this

dreaming — thinks,

are constell-

ations made

of stars or

spaces in be-

tween them?

#poetry #original poem #poem #constellations #Gemini #zodiac #zodiac signs #stars #astrology #astronomy

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deadby420 · 2 years

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Aries: You can light up any room. Do not forget your power. You have magic in your veins my dear. Do not let anyone ever make you lose sight of that again.

Taurus: You have to forgive yourself. You don’t have to forgive them but you absolutely have to forgive the past you for the choices they didn’t know they were making. We still love you.

Gemini: I hope you can enjoy the blue sky again. I hope the ghosts don’t haunt you and follow you in your dreams like they use to.

Cancer: We can’t talk anymore. That has to be okay. Some people aren’t bad they are just bad for you . It doesn’t mean that either of you aren’t good people just that you need to not be in each other’s orbit.

Leo: Sometimes you have to accept that you did the best you could and sometimes it was just the wrong situation and wrong time. Sometimes the universe telling you no is a saving grace.

Virgo: You can’t just hide in the bottom of a bottle for the rest of your life. You can’t keep going back to the same addiction and the same person every time and expect a different result.

Libra: You have to sit and mend your own heart. Take the needle and thread and see your own wounds. No one is coming to save you this time, you have to save yourself.

Scorpio: focus on you. Stop trying to save anyone. Stop trying to fix them. Focus on you. Fix your shit first before you keep distracting yourself by using others as an escape

Sagittarius: Let yourself breathe again. Listen to your own heart beat and learn to fall in love with it. You are something wonderful and amazing and don’t let anyone trick you into believing otherwise.

Capricorn: You have to stop running away from everything. You have to stop panicking everything someone gets too close. You have to let yourself stay. As scary as it is you have to stay.

Aquarius: You don’t have to hide your pain forever. You don’t have to pretend that everything’s okay when you’re covered in bruises. You don’t have to cover your scars. It’s okay to show your pain. It’s okay to let us help you heal your hurt.

Pisces: You can’t let them dull you. You can’t just sink to their level because it’s easy. You need friends who push you and who make you better. You can’t just be with people who want you to get sicker

#spilled ink #my poetry #poem #poetry #writblr #capricorn #aries #gemini #taurus #virgo #leo #aquarius #pisces #cancer #libra #astrology #sagittarius #this weeks horoscope #zodiac #Pisces #Leo #Virgo

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scorp-seeress · 1 month

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adrasteiax · 2 years

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I see my roots, tiny roots, glisten like good luck in the sun. What we refuse defines us, a little of this, a little of that. The light stays fool's gold for a long time.

Charles Wright, from Thinking Of Winter At The Beginning Of Summer in “Black Zodiac”

#poetry #charles wright #thinking of winter at the beginning of summer #black zodiac #literature #poem #lit #from my collection

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