New poem, let me know your thoughts. It's called "Venus in Transit".
Venus in Transit (2012)
Venus yellow darkens in fierce caress with the Sun,
their celestial sex signals that another cycle’s done.
But what offspring shall fall to our planet?
What offerings of sacrifice in return for this etheric gift?
Perhaps a shift in consciousness will ensue,
a rebirth to enlighten the hearts of human kind.
So ride the tempest,
sacrifice life, love and death,
caress the one you love,
as venus does the sun,
because all this is temporary,
all awaiting the ultimate sacrifice:
destruction of tradition,
death to old precepts and concepts,
ways of life coming to an end,
all reflected in the shared orgasm
between Venus and the Sun,
lots of little deaths
to spawn the new beginning
here on Earth.
Paul Pyke
Tue 10th Jul 2012 23:18
Thanks for the feedback Mike.
The "little deaths" thing is a play on words and a metaphor stolen from the French for orgasm, which is "La petite Mort"
Thanks for reading.
Paul.