Let’s dive into the Aquarius age,
and gaze while the aqua ripples tumble,
like transparent dancers on a grand stage,
flowing inside of a mystic jumble.
Stand together my fellow daisy eyes,
let’s dive into the Aquarius age.
Allow the cool waters upstairs to rise,
and for a moment get caught in his rage.
Fog slinks o’er the water smelling of sage,
while a movement stirs across the surface.
Let’s dive into the Aquarius age,
where true love is free and day-dreams are bliss.
Behind you generations feel the blow,
that flips and falls onto the stellar page.
Now they too long for that peaceful plateau.
Let’s dive into the Aquarius age.
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"...dancers on a grand stage,"
When I read your words that took me to a different stage,
where the "Age of Aquarius" was being performed by quite a different set of performers than in the stage production
of the late 60s.
The time was mid seventies, the program one of my years of
Summer Theater, a program for youngsters. I can still see
that number in my mind, including large props representing
astrological signs, and hear the young voices singing as
best they could to reach the back row of the auditorium!
There are memories that stay with us forever, it seems!
Your piece has that wonderful lilt and flow
associated with Aquarius. particularly in that song.
Well done, Cassie,
M-C
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The Age Of Aquarius
A very strong piece, with a strong point, and I support it completely.
The rhyme is fabulous, I wish when I rhymed it sounded this good... The Aquarius age sounds fantastic right about now.
Strong write, keep penning.
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