A clairvoyant’s predictions of gloom

and doom to a world of turmoil, waiting

for change and of times that past with

great accuracy, this man of the 16th

century counselled the Medici’s and

predicted for Kings and Queens their

future reigns.


He walked in the shadows while stars

fell open to his thoughts and cast some

mighty gloom of times present and past

as the stars aligned, between Scorpio and

Sagittarius he saw with saddened eye the

fate of mankind and penned with quill of

black ink and pain, under candle light of

dim melting vales that let him see through,

for a mere pittance in time.


A modest man of means, yet

touched by a supreme being of

intelligence and predictions, to

foretell the future of mankind as

it traveled through the ages of

building and destruction.


The time has now come to venture

into the unknown of my future goals

and dreams, as years go by and leave

me in the shallow of life’s bitter pill,

to take in desperation of hope.


Thankful for being blessed thus far

with friends and writers with wise

and sweet fragrance, words of praise

and kindness blown into my soul

with a gentleness that leaves me

quickened, sad and yet in awe of

fellow scribe’s generosity, given

to a humble writer of verse and prose.


I pray that Nostradamus predictions

don’t come with haste, in this twenty

first of centuries, to mankind’s wayward

ways on planet earth and galaxies

beyond his imagination.


Let us heal earth and save the species

that live within our world and bring

peace to peoples to stop all wars and

end the famine and disease plaguing

our earth.


Let not a soothsayer prediction from

years gone by be our demise, but

change the path of self-destruction

and take the high road of healing

our hearts, souls, minds and bodies.


Yet open our eyes and clearly see we

are all one, connected to the cord of

life not to be cut loose from one

another, but live in harmony and

peace in this garden of life.


I leave you now as the sunset sets it’s

shadow casting over my life and leads

me into a deep sleep of yearning for

the other side of Scorpio.


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