Wednesday, October 22, 2025

Yellow Self-Existing Human/ Self-Existing Owl Moon of Form, Day 5



 

4 Eb

 

Yellow Self-Existing Human

  

You hold me---

My eyes close as I awaken

To Feelings found again

 

Love---Joy---Terror

Flood my Heart

Change is on the Wing---

 

From Innocent to Woman---

Psyche’s archetypal Journey

Hidden like a Flame beneath the Sea. 

 

©Kleomichele Leeds



Tuesday, October 21, 2025

Blue Electric Monkey/ Self-Existing Owl Moon of Form, Day 4

 



3 Chuen

 

Blue Electric Monkey

Hymn to Polyhymnia*

 

Invade my Soul, dear One---

 

Transform my Heart and Mind---

 

Let neither Fear nor bastard Thought

 

Deceive or me unconscious find---

 

Disperse thy Self throughout my Self

 

Each Cell a fractal Entity

 

Of Quantum Grace---

 

Magnetic Field---

 

Celestial Deity.

 

 

*Polyhymnia: One of the nine Muses, goddesses of poetic inspiration, Polyhymnia serves as the Muse of sacred song.

 

©Kleomichele Leeds

Monday, October 20, 2025

White Lunar Dog/ Self-Existing Owl Moon of Form, Day 3

 


2 Ik

 

White Lunar  Dog


From Mansions

On the Moon

A second Impulse rises---

 

Emerging Grace

Holds Spirit’s Breath

 

Duality cloaks Reality

 Solid seeming – mostly Space

 

Where there was One

Now Two appear

 

 Time from Timelessness begins

Fractals split Infinity

Informing Form---

 

Inhale---Exhale

Male---Female

One from Two is born. 

 

©Kleomichele Leeds

 

Sunday, October 19, 2025

Red Magnetic Moon/ Self-Existing Owl Moon of Form, Day 2

 


1 Muluc

 

Red Magnetic Moon

 

I have stayed with you

And qualify, therefore, like Orpheus

To visit you in the Land of Death---

Your battered Defenses protect you still---

Hiding Grief and Pain unbearable

 

As you transform within a Cradle of Grace

I cover you as would an Angel---

With Love and sacred Wisdom

 

Your Wings are mere buds on your Spine---

Made supple by stretching and shivering

Like the hibernating Arctic Fox

 

In the winter of your Death

You reach for me, your Eskimo---

I dragged your screaming psyche

Into another Place---a warmer Space where

You might breathe again

 

I bear the ecstasy of Mysteries

Borne on the back of Agony---

The Price of Initiation.

 

©Kleomichele Leeds


Saturday, October 18, 2025

Yellow Cosmic Star/ Self-Existing Owl Moon of Form, Day 1


13 Lamat  


Yellow Cosmic Star

 

Klotho*- spin your golden Thread

Upon the silver Star

At the Center of my Forehead---

 

Open wide my virgin Vein

With New Moon’s

Sickle/Scythe

 

Call forth my Poetry to arise

Like Pegasus** from Medusa***

Wingèd, beautiful, and wise.

 

 

 

*Klotho: The first of three Fates or Moirae in Greek myth; she spins the thread of life.

 

**Pegasus: A white, winged steed who sprang from the body of Medusa; patron of the Muses, goddesses of art and poetry.

 

*** Medusa: A queen of ancient Lydia whom the goddess Athena transformed into a serpent-haired Gorgon. 

 

©Kleomichele Leeds

 

Friday, October 17, 2025

Blue Crystal Hand/ Electric Deer Moon of Service, Day 28

 


12 Manik

 

Blue Crystal Hand 

The winter lives

In Death’s apparent frozen Sleep---

Dreamless Days march one against another

Like Soldiers gone to Battle

Each fiercer than its Brother

 

Layered Depths of Frost

Upon a lifeless Tree

Assume the Chill of loneliness

In Nature’s vast Decree

Of Dormancy and cruel Duress

 

The Cycle of a Season’s Rest---

The Time when all Things lay

Beneath sweet sugared Snow

Which knows no Corner

Where it cannot go. 

 

©Kleomichele Leeds

Thursday, October 16, 2025

White Spectral World-Bridger/ Electric Deer Moon of Service, Day 27

 


11 Cimi

 

White Spectral World-Bridger

 

Death surrounds me now---

I swim in the Underworld

Lower than Low---

 

Down in the Depths

Of  Darkness

I float apart

From all I knew--

 

Nothing

Is there

In Xibalba*---

Only the Ache

In my Heart.


*Xibalba is described in the sacred Maya text, Popul Vuh, as a court beneath the surface of the Earth associated with death and with twelve gods or powerful rulers known as the Lords of Xibalba.


©Kleomichele Leeds

Wednesday, October 15, 2025

Red Planetary Serpent/ Electric Deer Moon of Service, Day 26

 



10 Chicchan

 

Red Planetary Serpent

 

As she melts upon my Tongue

I swallow down the full Moon whole

She settles in my Belly while

I drink the Wine of Kingdom come

 

She takes a silver Ride inside

Where Flesh had been until

The Promise of a Woman’s Life

Fell beneath a Surgeon’s Knife

 

Scalpel cut the Sinew and the Nerve

Creating added Space---

My Womb is in the Tomb

But even more is in its Place

 

My Progenies are Prose and Poetry

Conceived in the Soul by Night---

Infants unnumbered are borne

On glistening Beams of blue Light. 

 

©Kleomichele Leeds


Tuesday, October 14, 2025

Yellow Solar Seed/ Electric Deer Moon of Service, Day 25



 

9 Kan 

 

Yellow Solar Seed

 

Clouds float by

In grand Procession---

Billowing, pillowing

 Wisps of white---

Stately Fortresses of Mist

Kissing a blue Sky

 

Shape-shifters all---

Turning Light to Shadow

Eclipsing  Sun, Moon, and Stars---

Silently they pass en masse

Carrying Prayers on High.

  

©Kleomichele Leeds

Monday, October 13, 2025

Blue Galactic Night/ Electric Deer Moon of Service, Day 24

 



8 Akbal


Blue Galactic Night


Life is a Dream

In Three Dimensions

By all indications, it is real and true

 

Nearly every kind of Law

Attests to this---

 

What then is Sleep?

With its gossamer Dream icing?

 

What then are Miracles

Which break Laws of Time and Space?

What are Angels and Acts of Grace?

 

The Metaphysical realm

Lives beyond Appearances---

 

Let us intuit Higher Law

Higher Dimensions---Higher Love

 

Let us live in the Realm of Soul

Where Time moves Vertically---

Where Dreams and Symbols

 

Speak Volumes to heal us

From our Fall into Duality

Our Fall into the Third Dimension. 

 

©Kleomichele Leeds 

10/12/2025 White Resonant Wind/ Electric Deer Moon of Service, Day 23

 



7 Ik


White Resonant Wind


I hear the Call

From an eastern Gate---

From Roses on the Vine

 

Lightning flashes Foot to Head

Settling in the Belly---

A slow Burn of wild Desire

 

I feel a Call

Lifting me from the Desert---

Out of Drought into cool Mist

 

Gone the dry Brush

Gone the burning Sun

 Cool Breezes fly through me

 

I know this Call---

I’ve heard it all before

The Locusts ate my Passion

 

From an Oasis

Fresh Water flows---

My Thirst is sated, my Hunger gone.

 

©Kleomichele Leeds