Could this be Sirius b in my garden?
What manner of star have I found?
Could it be Sirius b has fallen?
And planted its dust in this ground?
Could it be that Sirius b
The focus of all the initiates hours,
Has taken a retreat seriously,
To partake in April’s showers?
Were the Dogon given Sirius b seed,
to plot its trajectory in African clay?
to plot its season as a perennial weed,
And give to Sirius b her day?
Could this be Sirius b the rage of all the millenials,
making its appearance in a showstopping show,
posting its star status as a perennial?
Could it be Sirius b just passing by
dressed in elegance and posing,
Making me starstruck and shy,
As he reclines in bed dosing?
Could it be sirius b has chosen,
to fall from her place in the sky?
Could it be thee Sirius b of the Dogon,
has come to earth to live for one day then die?
© victori 9 Apr 2020