From www.your-poetry.com Mysterious Zodiacal Scorpio- With the intense and truth-exposing sting, Housed in times past with Planet Mars, - but Lo! Then chose to dwell in Pluto’s gloomy wing. Desirous much to leave the god of war, And to be to the glum realm transferred, Preferring healing herbs and ointment jar And surgeon’s scalpel to the Martian sword. The Scorpio is of Water Element, Her task,- to work in fonts and wells profound, Drive cleansing water gushing forth to lend Its potent healing power from the ground. The most intensive sign of the roundel,- Scorp boldly entered the most somber zone, Deep underground in Pluto-Hades hell To meet King Hades and Queen Persephone. Determined, forceful and intuitive, Exciting and magnetic Scorpio is, With passions flaming high she will achieve Success in most exacting ministries. Dare not impugn her honor, hurt her pride, She'll keep you in her eyes alike a sleuth, And follow you and suddenly decide To pluck your feathers and then fry the goose. Outside composure is deceptive, she Displays a placid calm exterior, But seething inside with intensity-- Harnessed aggression - man should not ignore. In classical design vestigial - The Cadduceus, doctors' stern baton, The emblem so familiar to us all- Physicians’ signal rod - the Scorpion. This poem is from Steve Kinsman who has a web site dedicated to his poetry Ode to Scrorpio You take me to the river To dive down ever deeper Striving to uncover What lies beneath and under. There are those who fairly cower From the intensity of your power Yet you mean no harm to anyone You just want to get it all done Or undone. Your eyes lock mine and penetrate You see everything that's fake Tear it down and regenerate You can't wait. You can't wait. Forget about the latest fashion Be consumed by a passion To reach the core and essence Of each and every presence You encounter. You can't abide the small talk You hear it and take a walk If we can't connect profoundly Let's disconnect resoundingly. Out of the depths of the dark You rise as a lark When life is most fragile You transform to the eagle. |
This is a poem that has been reprinted and given out at these events. Attributed to Ronberge, you can link to this poem by clicking here but we reproduce it below. For Our Annual Homage to Scorpios: A Birthday Poem My Dear Scorpio, When at your best you are: Determined and forceful, Intuitive and emotional, Passionate and powerful, Exciting and magnetic And On the dark side: Jealous and resentful, Compulsive and obstinate, Secretive and obsessive Said to be The Most Intense, Profound and Powerful Character of all the Zodiac Signs! ! ! That is feared and that fascinates, A character so passionate, Made of deep emotions, Harnessed aggression, Overwhelming convictions, Incredible resolution, Immense forcefulness, A charisma of magnetic intensity And this strangely hypnotic personality, All this under a tranquil but watchful composure. A mask that shows us a placid exterior, Even when appearing self-controlled and calm There is a seething of emotional energy Ready to erupt at any moment like the volcano… With a horoscope that reads like that who wouldn’t have your ego! ! ! And yet you can be so deeply sensitive, So easily moved by emotions Or your inner demons, That makes you so easy to hurt, So quick to detect insult or injury, Too quick maybe? You are prone to ferocious anger and you can be vindictive and vengeful, cruel to the ones you dislike You can’t seem to let go, you exaggerate, you over-dramatize. Maybe that’s why you are so secretive, Because you can’t fully express what you feel. You are however undoubtedly pleasant to be with Courteous and affable In conversation thoughtful Even with those penetrating eyes… Your tenacity and willpower are ‘colossal’, But dare we just say that you can be plain intractable? For one who likes to seek the truth and the meaningful, The hidden cause and being involved Can we persuade the persuader? Get out of your shadow What is offered here is anything but shallow No need to abuse of your legend We know you’re only human. We know… it’s just your ‘nature’. And we think you truly a treasure Best wishes on your birthday! © ® All rights reserved 10/26/2005 Ronberge (anno primo) |