This ode relates to the planet of love and values ,Venus.

Approximately every 18 months, Venus appears from earth to reverse its motion in the heavens. An astrological phenomenon known as a “retrograde”. This time around, Venus retrogrades firstly, in the sign of Aries [March 4th/5th, 2017] depending on your local time zone. A remarkable time of “me, myself and I”. Thus, straining all relationships – platonic/romantic; business/professional etc.

Venus reverses into Pisces [April 2nd/3rd] restoring much needed peace and harmony!

Venus finally resumes forward (direct) motion from April 15/16th in the peaceful sign of Pisces.

Just in time for Easter 2017 which falls on April 16/17th [sweet relief]

and eventually re-entering warrior Aries, 29th/30th April 2017.

 

Retrograde Venus

Why do you tease us?

 

Deflating, tainting Love

unlike the

Redeemer Jaysus.

 

Forty days, forty nights

Just where did our Love go?

Wrecking spicy pillow talk

Inflaming petty cat-fights.

 

Retrograde Venus

Why, won’t you appease us?

 

Where is the Love

Jupiter-Libra promised so far?

Retreated from view;

Oh, vanquished, vanishing Evening star.

 

Venusian Aries: from today, it’s America first?

Yikes! Insatiable appetite; unquenchable thirst!

 

Refrain:

Your mantra always: me, myself and I.

You shed no tears; even when doves cry.

 

Was the cosmic plan to be in cahoots

with

Retrograde Jupiter in Libra’s jump-suit

 

Parading pussy hats; laced-up

Red or Dead, Doc Marten boots?

 

Refrain: Your mantra always: me, myself and I.

You shed no tears; even when doves cry.

 

Retrograde Venus

Love gets fierce in warrior Aries

Alex McQ, Viv Westwood, anyone?

Slurping too many bloody Mary’s.

 

Alas, Arian pride before Venus’s detrimental fall.

How ’bout we make love; not nuclear war?

Let’s knock-down; demolish Tex-Mex walls!

 

Refrain: Your mantra always: me, myself and I.

You shed no tears; even when doves cry.

 

 

Then the sweetest relief when Venus

reverses into ethereal, peaceful Pisces

restoration time; picking up the pieces

of Love’s cosmic jigsaw puzzle.

 

Love changes everything

dreamily in La La land.

 

Oh Retrograde Venus

Won’t you please reappear as Morning star

Rejoice for Love retrograded way too far!

 

(c) Myke Kofi 2017

Inspired by http://www.astrostyle.com

 

 

 

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An Ode for St. Valentine’s Day 2017   “St. Valentine: What our world needs now? Is Love, sweet Love.   Your Love, my Love. All you need is Love. One Love. Love is in the air. …

Source: St Valentine: What our world needs now? Is Love, sweet Love…

An Ode for St. Valentine’s Day 2017

 

“St. Valentine:

What our world needs now?

Is Love, sweet Love.

 

Your Love, my Love. All you need is Love. One Love.

Love is in the air. Heaven sent,

down to earth on the wings of doves.

 

To the spy who Loved me. From Russia, with Love?

Wired and tired? Pushed and shoved?

 

St Valentine:

Bring your presence more than presents;

Bring your smile more than ‘gifs’ and gifts.

Bring your heart and mind; eyes wide open

Unnecessary words needs not be spoken.

 

For your alluring, enchanting Love tokens:

Chocolatey cards, edible flowers, divine wine

 

’cause St.Valentine:

What our world needs now?

Is Love, sweet Love.

 

(c) Myke Kofi 2017

Inspired by St.Valentine;

Burt Bacharach and Hal David’s “What the world needs now? is Love, sweet Love” and

http://www.astrostyle.com/valentines-day/2017  * * *

 

To celebrate the Chinese New Year of the Red Fire Rooster,

January 28th, 2017 thru’ February 16th, 2018.

 

Welcome home Chinese Fire Rooster!

For jaded Earthlings; a libidinous boost.

Feathering nests; ruling the *[hygge/koselig]* roost.

 

Louder and prouder than Leonine peacocks

Early riser, competes with your alarm clock.

 

Unruly awakener! Heralding the dawn chorus.

Provoking Chicagoan Bulls’ horns. Awakening languid Taurus.

 

Electrifies quirky, egg-centric Aquarians

Breathing new life into cynical humanitarians.

 

’cause Rooster’s worst nightmare? Hemmed in the coop!

Seasoned as a Sunday roast OR soul-less chicken soup.

 

Oriental protector: geek chicks; organic free-range hens.

Fired-up! Roaming Sagittarian fields, every now and again.

 

[Breaking news…]

Gonna be a year of w.t.f. What the Dickens?

Queen Bey giving birth to twin chickens!! […ends]

 

Chinese Fire Rooster:

Cocksure and raucous just like the Rolling Stones

Wants your total mind-body; caramelised love bones.

 

Wears pinstriped corsets, revealing hipster jeans

Fancies Joan Jett ‘gainst the jukebox, by any means…

 

Swaggers and struts; Harlem reshuffles.

Pecks and preens; dress-shirt ruffles.

 

Walks the walk and talks the “squawk”

Cock-a-hoop protester at the #women’s march

From downtown Sydney to upstate New York.

 

Red Indian headgear amok the Aries warpath

“Doesn’t count chickens” until the aftermath

 

Of Mercury, Venusian, Jupiter-Libran retrogrades

Severely testing relationships. Neptunian escapades.

 

For what strangest feet? Clawing Virgoan Earth.

“Rooster Booster” marking territory; marking turf [$]

 

Don’t leave Rooster headless in the heat of the night

Flapping ruffled feathers. Morning glory not pretty sight!

 

Hands off rustlers! Curated eggs aflame

Or be shot down just like Jesse James.

 

(c) Myke Kofi 2017

Inspired by http://www.astrostyle.com/chinese-new-year/rooster

 

References:

*[hygge/koselig]* Danish/Swedish for “coziness” featured in the London Times.

Monday 30th November 2015. Times 2 supplement pp.2-3

[$] Rooster Booster was a British thoroughbred racehorse [Apr 1,1994-Dec 20, 2005].

 

 

 

 

Mercury retrograde Capricorn…

December 19th, 2016 thru’ January 8th, 2017.

This ode is inspired by the astrological phenomenon where the planet Mercury (ruler of communications and travel, tech and gadgets etc) appears to slow down; stop (station) and reverse its usual forward motion in the heavens. This “retrograde” planetary motion occurs approximately three or four times a year.

So from December 19th, 2016 until January 8th, 2017, Mercury retrogrades in the Cardinal, earthy zodiac sign of Capricorn (represented by the mountain-goat or the mythical fish-tailed goat; reliable donkey etc). Hence a lot of “Re” words referenced in the poem, below.

This ode is also inspired by the astrological insights provided by the Astro Twins,  Tali & Ophi Edut. Please check them out at http://www.astrostyle.com

 

Mercury retrograde Capricorn:

Another cosmic rewind. Endless, slow motion days.

The real world in flux. Travel status update: “expect delays”.

 

Reflect and review. A time to reevaluate.

Repeat the mantra #Love Trumps Hate!

 

Respect dues; reward achievements. Capricorn, no need to boast.

Regulate. Rethink your media. Reschedule your socialite posts.

 

Reconsider out-of-the-blue offers. A time to rebuild, a time to restructure.

Re-breathe Zen peace before blood veins pump volume; erupt, rupture!

 

Re-practice the yogic poses: be rooted like tree; soar like eagle.

Re-plant the soil; re-dig with toil. Reawaken Earth; resonate “Spiegel und spiegel”.

 

Rework the meaning; recheck the context.

Reallocate resources. Re-prioritise tasks to be done. Next!

 

Relish, revel in some happier memories; retrospective reprise, melodic Bowie tunes.

Review the scoop-y scopes. Recast the Tarot. Re-alphabetize the whispering runes.

 

[Refrain] Oh Mercury! Cosmic master; heavenly mistress of duality.

Re-blurring lines. Breaking bad boundaries; satyr-izing virtual reality.

 

Alas, Shakespeare-like, the simplest messages/emoticons; so easily misconstrued.

Resist re-tweeting those (ugh) graphic, lurid texts. Reclassify them ASAP into “category lewd”.

 

Mercury retrograde Capricorn:

Reuniting intergalactic rogue one renegades.

Re-honouring (s)heroes, overdue victory parades.

 

Review the Akhasic records; hypnotic, past life regressions

Mysterious Mercury meetup with plutocratic Capricorn.

We don’t need another global recession!

 

Reunions of snakes! Families and bands. Reformation of future election rolls?

Misinformation at election booths? Shame on you, mercurial trickster polls!

 

Recondition the air-con; retrofit the in-car audio.

Renovate the retro; reupholster the analog(ue) radio.

 

Re-invest in renewables. Return on investments; timely deliverables.

Re-vitalize gig economies. Readjust household budgets, post-Brexit inflation.

Recount revenue receipts. Pay dues for sustainable landfill reclamation.

Reverse engineer Reaganomics; re-engineer Mother Earth’s regeneration.

 

Rescind injustices! Restore equitable, fair justice!!

#Reform. Gun.Law. Review knife. crime. Stat!

 

Rehabilitate repeat offenders; reject costly recidivism.

Revoke the death penalty. Release all falsely imprisoned.

 

Reassemble recluses; recalcitrant refuseniks.

Reiterate. Repeat. Refine, sweet reet petite.

 

Mercury retrograde Capricorn:

Steadfast, sure-footed; heavenly-laden, Bethlehem donkey.

Reliable, dependable; unlike a bunch of capricious monkeys!

 

Go slow and steady like the Kashmir mountain-goat.

Rewrite your bucket list; redraft on whatever medium floats your boat.

 

Forget your brand of retribution; serving icy-cold revenge.

Reflect on compassion; resurrect forgiveness; make relationship amends.

 

Relinquish control. Surrender for post-Truth era

Renaissance.

Resubmit your movie short. Reenter the Sundance dalliance.

 

Alas, constant daily horrors; senseless global terrors

could render humanity to feel forlorn.

 

“Review your personal cyber-security!”

Re-instructs “El Capitain” as Mercury retrogrades Capricorn.

 

(c) Myke Kofi 2016

@MykoYeboh

 

 

Hello readers, it’s been far too long since I posted a new piece. Alas, my landlord passed away from cancer recently in September. I was kindly invited by Carol, Mark’s widow to say a f…

Source: RIP Mark, a 2nd father to me…

Hello readers, it’s been far too long since I posted a new piece.

Alas, my landlord passed away from cancer recently in September.

I was kindly invited by Carol, Mark’s widow to say a few words at his funeral.

The October sun shone brightly on a beautiful Wednesday afternoon. Fittingly for Mark, the chapel was packed-out, so it was standing room only.

 

Mark: a second father to me.

Welcomed me to the extended family   [September 2010]

I arrived there from London. Floating like butterfly; stinging like bee!

But Mark being Mark, looked me up and down. Mark, a second father to me.

 

“If you wanna full breakfast, sir – just be here by nine”

The next morning, I showed-up half-past nine!

“Work hard! Be a good lad”, Mark had said

Alas! Today, we have many, many  tears to shed.

 

Mark: a man of few words. But I know he smiled.

Especially when I paid the rent – sometimes, just on time!

“Lovely, jubbly” Mark said – rubbing his massive chef’s together with glee!!

“But you’re too late for breakfast, mate – now that it’s half-past three!!!”

 

Free from pain. Mark is free to float like butterfly; sting like bee!

Rest in peace Mark; you’ll always be a second father to me.

 

(c) Myke Kofi 2016.