Shirley Spycalla

Gemini - Poem by Shirley Spycalla

the rain falls and I bow my head,
wallowing in self-pity as though I were dead.
a swift-winged hummingbird comes to feed
and fills my heart with great stirrings of glee.
I tread upon the earth while musing,
uncaring for the flowers trampled in passing.
in the sky, stormy clouds break apart
and I see a weed with petals a work of art.
I sink into hell, and my forlorn plea
becomes testimony to my twin personality.
And sometimes,
I sing, on high, duets with my celestial twin
while music flows from a million-dollar violin.

Then skies clear and, once again, I am whole.
The sun brings light to my divided soul
while my aching heart, sated, fills with bells
and rises to Heaven in a chorus of angels.
For I am Gemini – decked in silks and sateen,
doomed to highs, lows, and all in-between.
My soul is bared when, before you, I sing,
separated into two, I am Yang and Ying.
Each half enhances the other, as day to night
so I glow as I sing, dance, paint and write
with each twin coexisting with the other,
like a gentle sister, yet as strong as a brother.
I am a child of nature who loves the stage;
the colours of autumn - red, gold and orange.
I am an open book; it’s plain for all to see
just who I am - for God chose me to be -
a Gemini!

'Feb 6,2006, Montserrat, West Indies'

Comments about Gemini by Shirley Spycalla

  • (4/14/2006 3:45:00 PM)

    Being a gemini shirley I can identify with most of your observations regarding their nature, but I feel I could add a few stanza's, we are rather complicated creatures, someone once told me the female gemini has at least 12 difference persona's and I tend to agree, we have degrees and quite a few other bad habits like gambling etc etc. A good subject for a poem, lets write a book? lol 10 from smiling, this minute! lol gemini Tai (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 14, 2006

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