Moon, young she rises

What a headstrong creature

Galloping out of the night, untamed

Exuberant ego outrageously engorged

Jupiter squared

Racing after Aphrodite’s seemly tail

                                       

 - no chaperone Saturn in sight!

 

 While Uranus, the reckless desperado, magnetical Opposite

Loudly challenges her to wilder excesses

To over-leap the frontiers of the revocable;

And Pluto there, behind the scenes

Unsmiling, manipulating the strings

To get her into the super-glued fix

That fate requires – only Ignorance could do it!

Albeit, harnessed by chivalrous trine

free to leap, to fall headlong into the depths

of her own alleged initiative, her own free choice.

So called!

 

Sobeit!

Pluto knows best.

And has no need to prove a point.

For there she goes, the mazy moon

Perversely obedient to higher Law

Dragging the whole planetary crew in her wake

In accordance with Pluto’s dark, penitential purposes

Into the grim hells below

Into the stewpots  of retribution.

Only folly could dare.