1 Ik
White Magnetic Wind
Mars turns red
From Solar Wind –
Sunburnt - desiccated
Too hot - red hot –
The death of Mars
Was, we thought
The Death of War -
Mars being that god –
But Warfare and infinite
Tragedies go on
Here on Earth
Deaf to the
Cautionary tale told
By a dead, red Planet
We inherit Martian Karma
We pay the Debts
Of Maldek and Mars
Great is the Karma
Great is the Debt
To the Dead
To the Beloved Ones
To the Earth
Whose Tears are Salt Water Seas.
©Kleomichele Leeds
13 Imix
Red Cosmic Dragon
Make of me
A melody of
Images
A procurer of the
transcendent Word –
Make of me
A Messenger
Who gathers Beauty
–
Bestowing it upon
all
Whom I encounter
–
Make of my Life
A living Prayer
A healing Balm
and Blessing
Fill my Time with
Treasure
Let Joy be my
Garment -
Forgiveness my Nourishment
May Sky-walkers
explore
The vastness of
my Heart –
The Mansions of
my Soul.
©Kleomichele Leeds
12 Ahau
Yellow
Crystal Sun
Cosmic Sun
Has me undone –
With sultry Waves
Of visible Heat
Long Days
Slowly fade
To Dusk
Without a Breath –
The evening Breeze
Hangs back shyly –
Like an obscure Star
In a hazy Sky
The Fabric of Reality seems torn –
Let us love until true Peace is born.
©Kleomichele Leeds
Blue
Spectral Storm
Thundering Rumbles!
Smack down Drops –
Black Dimes on Concrete
Rain crawls
Into Crevices
Slides down Walls
Roaring Bass Drums
Lightning fast Flashes
Cloud Serpent streaks –
Shots in the Dark!
Finally –
Sky War Truce...
Suddenly –
Sun!
©Kleomichele Leeds
10 Etznab
White Planetary Mirror
Murdered was my Soul –
Surgically –
Methodically –
Intentionally
In infancy
Ignored –
Untouched – neglected
Or given deadly
Double Meanings –
By age five
I was wise
Well beyond my Years
Thoroughly repressed –
Utterly depressed –
Totally suppressed
It got much worse –
Needle Tracks –
Attacks of Rage and Fear –
Insults – Incest – Abandoned –
Not – so – veiled References
To my horrendous Imperfections –
There was no pleasing
No appeasing
Nor approval
In their Eyes
I fail
In all Ways –
Is it my Death-wish?
Or just my Death
They wish?
©Kleomichele Leeds
9 Caban
Red Solar Earth
In the Dead of Winter I was
born
The Sighs and Cries rang
out for Days
And far into the frigid,
crystal Nights –
I missed New Year’s Day
Descending late – delaying
My Departure from a warm Womb
Into the cold, white World
In the Dead of Winter I was
born
With black wet curly Hair
So overgrown and heavy
That “Monkey” or “Medusa”
came to Mind
Little did I wish to go
another Round on Earth
Or feel another mortal
Wound –
My Eardrums failed to close
My Eyes so large and dark
Always saw shortsightedly
In the Dead of Winter I was
born –
Life leapt up - dealing
Death
A feisty Blow –
Brittle Bough and
Ice-filled Lakes no Match
for
Red hot Blood – the Will to
be –
A fresh young Heart –
Making a small Spring
In the Dead of Winter.
©Kleomichele Leeds
8 Cib
Yellow Galactic
Warrior
“Cinderella”
I mop and sweep
I dust and weep
I scour, scrub and
fill the Pail
I polish the Knives
and Spoons and Forks –
I’m thin and pale
From Overwork!
I wipe and wash
I dry and try
To keep my rough
Hands soft
I clean and iron
Hustle and bustle
To chase the Dirt
away –
I am tired and mired
In Cobwebs and Motes
Floating in vacuumed
Air –
I clean the Silver
Hang out the Wash
I bleach and then
Reach for More –
I straighten the
Rugs
And change the
Sheets –
Fluffing and folding
–
Keeping the Mice at Bay
Did I say Mice?
Hooray!
My Coach is on the
way.
©Kleomichele Leeds
