Stuff yourself with ideal, matador!
Red is a good color between your teeth —
a flash of crimson, a hyper fixation.
You dwelland dwell
and dwell. Ambition like pruning thumbs
in a forever bath. Charade at the mirror.
Bemoaning on the telephone,
I still haven't figured it out yet.
Because the porous sand has gotten to you.
You've lost all your water on the trip over
and chewed mint to feel at ease.
Spiced chill. Menthol. The hidden heat.But don't forget the molten burn deep
beneath the crust and mantle
of you decision and creation.
Make your music, lick your teeth, and invade television screens like propaganda.
Your sound carries over
the floorboards as you walk.
A rhythm like Coltrane's "Giant Steps,"
unquestionable,
intoxicating,
It's enough to know a mind or
the commitment to the craft.
Make your worth.
We'll hold you to it.☆☆☆☆
April 20 - May 20
Taurus is the throat, the speech of the signs. They are expressive and vibrant. Sometimes they can get lost in the details, forgetting themselves or others as a result.
my favorite taurus poets: joy harjo, daniel gabriel rossetti, natasha trethewey
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Cosmic Body ☆ Poetry
PoetryPoetry for the astrological signs. Verse in praise of the body, the mind, and all intentions. ☆☆☆☆☆ cover: "Nanna (Pavonia)" by Frederic Leighton, 1859 © e ! aka -saturnss