Month: February 2022


Anthropomorphic rain

 I see a

Man of passion

Able to be tender

Or a sky hammer

Flooding the soil


I see a

Woman of passion

Birthing her seeds of

Glorious trees

Flowers and healing weeds

But able to split open

Swallowing all

Creations man-and-woman-made

How to tame

The elements?

© 2022 Clarissa Simmens

IMAGE: Rain & Soil, Dreamtime


Bought 10 Bloodroot plants from eBay

Because the FDA

Was having their say

With anti-cancer herbs

Siding with big Pharma

How dare they

But they did

Max, my Rottie mix

Was an herbalist like all dogs

Troubled with parasites

He found all 10 of my plants

I’d put into pots

Eating all of them to heal

What an amazing dog!

❤ ❤ ❤

Rocks, trees, fertile earth

How much is your safety worth?

❤ ❤ ❤

Off and on

Lived by the swamp

And in 30 years

No one ever intruded

Now, weekly

Someone jumping the fence

Running through the yard

Time for a

Protection spell

Graveyard dirt from Max

Center of the backyard

Most protective of all my dogs

Mix with Dragon’s Blood resin powder

Scoop and place in

The four corners of property (NESW)

Putting a biscuit on the grave

I tell Max:

Dearest Max

Enjoy your life

Wherever you are

I call upon you

With a request

Please protect your family

Within the 2 lots of the compass rose

How we miss you ❤

Thanks for all you did those 13 years

What a gift you will always be!

❤ ❤ ❤

Fossils, crystals, colorful glass

Graveyard dirt and new-mown grass…

❤ ❤ ❤

© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: Earth Protection


If he has a temper tantrum

Pushes the cartoonish red button

Will beautiful words like

Abecedarian or Antiquarian echo ever again

Will my poetry books survive on the Cloud

Or will all be gone

Should we pig out on chocolate

Just in case

Gaze upon the faces

That matter most in our lives

See the past pass fast in the blast

Conception of the fall out

From this concept

Is impossible to conceive…


© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: Cold Day Fire


Thinking of the Homeland

of One of My Grans (Ukraine)

and who may be next


* Billy Joel, YouTube Video


My friend and fellow-poet Denise Fletcher (aka Poetry Curator) has gathered together an eclectic group of poets to celebrate the coming National Poetry Month in April. She has presented us with a beautiful selection of poems (including mine!) weaving a fine collaboration of thoughts and feelings expressing the “sublime power of poetry”! You may download the PDF from her website:


When the first meeting

Between two new souls


Dance is the only way

To touch

And if you were mine

I’d enter your circle

As our skin

Would begin

To recognize

Each other

And the song you wrote for me

Musical notes never heard on this earth

And the lyrics I wrote for you

Words never written

In any domestic or foreign


Would make us feel

Like the bumblebee

Drinking honey

From an Amethyst Kiss…

❤ ❤ ❤

© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: Tradescantia Amethyst Kiss & Bee


Randomly choosing today

Came up with Pisces 1 (0-1 degree)

Sabian Symbol:

“A Public Market Place”

So I ask,

Is this like Rossetti’s “Goblin Market”?

Eat the forbidden fruit

Like those long-gone


Christina, Emily

Eat, yearn,

And the climax is to

Die young?


One interpretation defines it as

“The exchange of ideas, goods, and services”

But in today’s pandemic world

My marketplace is not public

It is online

The exchange of ideas is limited

Between me and Amazon robots

Or Walmart Customer Service


So I mourn the days I’d shop

In the marketplace

But you who laugh at horoscopes

Take note

As I began writing this poem

Roomie came in from the

Foggy outdoors


“Hey CS, wanna go shopping with me?”

And I did

Buying stuff at the thrift store

While he shopped at Save-A-Lot

(No mushrooms, what’s going on?)

And I smiled and shook my head



© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: Goblin Market, Public Domain


NOTES Related to Astrology degrees and Sabian symbols

360 Phrases correspond to zodiac wheel

Each with a story and unique energy field

In my natal horoscope in Lilith/Aquarius is 19-20 degree

Sabian symbol 320: “A big white dove, a message bearer”

In keeping with my white pigeons hallucination at age 3 or 4

After which, birds, as my psychopomp, bring me news of family-member deaths

Before they happen

But without telling me who to warn

Like some cosmic joke…


Seed sower

Planting an idea


Or are you rollicking around

With the stars?

Playing tag with the moon?

I’m the one whose feet

Are firmly planted

On the Earth

Hoping your notions

Don’t turn into

Wild weeds…


© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE:  Seeds in the fog 2


Pink paper, white lace

Scissors and glue

Valentine wishes 

I love you

❤ ❤ ❤

Those were the times

School days with dreams

Of future princes

Making us queens

❤ ❤ ❤

The clock ticked by

Soon old enough to date

Waded through available teens

But we needed to wait

❤ ❤ ❤

War took some

But many came home

Couples sorted out

Very few left alone

❤ ❤ ❤

The clock tick-tocked

Wedded like poetic lovers

Years passed and some had kids

Some from the nightmare recovered

❤ ❤ ❤

Valentines seemed to change

Lace and Love gave way to comics

Seems like more of us queens

Stayed married for reasons economic

❤ ❤ ❤

Replaced the clocks for PC time

No tick-tock but still raced

The mirror image stuck out its tongue

Time displaced, replaced my face

❤ ❤ ❤

So now I hold a crystal heart

Dreaming of a dashing king

And wonder why the childhood dreams

Were merely fake words my heart did sing

❤ ❤ ❤

Still and all, Valentine’s Day

Is about the loves we treasure

Kids and dogs and cats and friends

All still bring us pleasure…

❤ ❤ ❤

© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: V-day Again photo


So I looked at the night sky

Wondering why

I never knew who you are

Which constellation 

Did you evolve from

What element claims you

Earth, Water, Air, Fire

Or are you just my conjuration…

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

© 2022 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: Celestial Globe 2022