Giving The Dads Some Love! A Father’s Day Ode

Obama and Daughters

With the Sun moving into Cancer — the mother sign — today, we’re going the extra mile to make sure the dads are included in the celestial celebration too. Of course, what it means to be a father in 2015 is definitely being redefined. (We chalk it up to Pluto, the planet of transformation, traveling through Capricorn, the sign of masculinity from 2008-2024.) Traditional Don Drapers stand beside Caitlyn Jenners and stay-at-home dads hang at the park alongside the (giggle) DILFs.  As strict identity boundaries melt, we’re discovering the native truth: There’s a nurturer in us all, male or female.  Our own father, who, like us, is a Sagittarius with Scorpio moon is a whiz in the kitchen. (Just try to get past him when he’s whipping up a batch of his “best hummus in the world” in the blender without sampling a spoonful. #SoNotHappening) He also taught us that girls can do anything, including cutting the lawn with a power mover, as we assisted him numerous summers with his landscaping enterprise. We raise a bottle of Aqua Velva in his honor.

#TBFD Our Dad with repping the 70s with newborn AstroTwins in handPin

#TBFD Our Dad with repping the 70s with newborn AstroTwins in hand

And hey, why not say happy Father’s Day with flowers…specifically, in more flowery language? Here’s another gem from razor-sharp Scorpio Myke Kofi, who we recently annointed Poet Laureate of Astrostyle. Enjoy!

An Ode About Men: fathers, dads and boys.

To celebrate Fathers’ Day June 21st, 2015.
©Myke Kofi 2015*


Our father, great-grandfathers; paternal, maternal.

Bloodlines intertwined, ancestry eternal.

Legendary and mythical; heroic but a handful were despicable!

Step-fathers, foster-fathers; saturnine father of old time;

Nomadic hunter-gatherers, sacrificial providers now at one with the divine.


Fathers’ Day honoring Dada, Abba. Papa, pops. Regular dads, you are the tops!

Mature dads, semi-retired dads, veteran dads;

New dads, devoted dads, playful dads, sporty dads, gym dads.

Breadwinner dads, working from-home-dads; all work-and-no play-dads?

Poker-faced dads;

Touchy-feely dads, aloof dads, distant dads, dads working far, far from home;

Dads abandoned their kids too young leaving them home alone!

Unemployed dads battling the deep depression;

Estranged dads seeking mercy and reconciliation.

Wannabe dads; rent-a-dads, surrogate dads; sperm-donating dads; vasectomy dads;

BBQ dads taking firm control; and “Wakey, wakey” dads, your turn to get-up early for the dawn patrol. Dad’s locked-up in prison or on Death Row; dads with slim chances of getting parole.

Foodie dads, gourmet dads; craft-beer dads; real ale dads, green-fingered dads;

Gadget dads; geek-chic dads; digital dads, virtual dads; Gameboy dads.

Cheeky dads, celeb dads, playboy dads and sugar-daddies.

Poppa don’t preach, dads; fussy dads; talkative dads; opinionated dads; crabby dads;

International man-of-mystery dads; you’ve still got-it-dads; waxing lyrical dads;

Are we nearly there yet dad? And can I borrow your car-keys dad?


Wanted: a role model, an alpha-male; not some inhuman gun-man from beyond the pale;

WTF! Shooting innocents in the church, schools, shopping-malls, movie-theaters….

So perhaps David Candy? Serious eye-candy. Say it loud and proud: I am dandy!

The boys are back in town; we’ve materialized from the “XY” factory.

A new player in town, seriously hot competition;

Cornishman “phwoar” Poldark, on a heart-thumping manumission.

Alas, “XY” chromosome, endangered species; hence the reason for this treatise.

Notes to my nephews: Carpe diem! Nothing worse than being yesterday’s man.

Eros, Versace’s love-struck man. Gerard Butler’s Boss trending as #manoftoday.


Confessions of an ad man. Don Draper’s mad men, serially womanizing yet again.

Wanted: a bearded-man at peak-beard? Or to be clean-shaven as normality, not weird.

Ben Sherman #buttoned-up shirt-maker wears man-boots**

The Manchurian candidate and the man from UNCLE are in cahoots

Because the times are a-ch-ch-changing at the karaoke bar where

Some dude looks like a lady singing: “Man, I feel like a woman”

So won’t you “Stand by me” and “Stand by your man”?


Let’s hear it for the boys: Comme des Garcons and Emporio Armani.

Cosmanpolitan’s freterosexual “manxiety”

“Manxious” about his body-clock tick-tocking…

Awaiting the call of duty from the godfather’s henchmen

The Mafiosi or the Sopranos or Bugsy Malone! Hmm, all Goodfellas?

Imagine walking on the moon with the Green man; dolls and guys.

Wise guys realize that man, is nothing without woman; is nothing without man.

Wailing on the radio Rasta-man Marley: “No woman, no cry!


George Clooney’s best-man? []

So no regrets. Better yet, is Gillette the best (shave) a man can get?

Gentleman Givenchy; Graceful Roger “Fedora” scents of a man

Marshalling the man-hunt looking for “the man in the mirror” mirroring the man.

Here’s looking at you Kid Creole: “Sorry Annie, I’m not your daddy”.

But who’s the daddy filing the paternity suit? Who’s the daddy in the zoot-suit?!


Yo! Hombre, not homo. Male chauvinism begone.

Alex McQ, Valentino’s Uomo, Dior Homme.

Mr. Mister, Monsigneur monsieur. Instagramming Mr GQ, Esquire.

Pinteresting Mr. Porter’s capsule wardrobe and haute-couture attire.

Rosemary Goodenough’s man? Get-set for box-sets of colorful socks and wacky ties;

Silken scarves and pockets squares for the man with everything “manna” can’t buy.


Jack-the-lad graduated from lads-mags to become a Ladies’man.

Arise Kit Harington, Jimmy Choo man. Arise, Sir Van the Man.

People of the world! Welcome the new-breed transgendered Leading Men:

Caitlyn Jenner and Ru-Paul, no longer closeted monuments’ men.

Let’s talk man-to-man, redefining hybrid masculinity;

Gender-bendering the throne of games’ t.v. reality.

So where art thou O Superman? Riding the bat-mobile with Spidey-man.

I am Spartacus! “Et tu, Brutus” wrote the Shakesperian

Adios Barbie! Farewell Marlboro man! Relegated to the lung cancer unit with nowhere-man.

Babette Wasserman. Percy Nobleman – noble by name, noble by nature?

Oscar Wilde chastised like a queer mannequin; locked-up in jail for his fine Bromance.


Paco Rabanne anyone? Fragrant man-power, bodilicious spritz after power-shower;

Re: Cary Grant, suave, sophisticated quintessential Dunhill-man.

The Mankini? Ugh! No way as comfy as a sexy-sleek two piece bikini.

Man Ray, fab photo-man; watching me watching you, hawk-eyed camera-man.

Re: Beatlemania’s man-on-the run? James Bond, man with the golden gun.

Mr. Bond put your man-shoes in the man-shed; leave your hat on before bed.


Climbing the man-mountain to become a top-man. Scaling Mount

Kilimanjaro via Dar Es Salam.

Mr “Shwarznegger”Universe lifted iron becoming a semi-android movie-man;

Do ya swoon for Mr Darcy? Pride and Prejudice’s broody man.

Or wanna go-behind-the-scenes with Orson Welles directing “the Third man”?

Last-man standing Captain Smith at the helm of the Titanic.

Inexplicably immobilized despite the sinking chaotic panic.


Let’s hear it for the boys; the boys are back in town!

From Neneh Cherry’s man-child, Iggy Pop, Idlewild.

Kate Bush’s man with the child in his eyes.

Bjork, triple Scorpio (!!!) saw Venus as a boy:

Boy George, George Michael, Michael Jackson, Prince, Prince George.

Be loud and proud of the ballet boyz transformation from B-boyz-to-men.

© Myke Kofi 2015 *for the Astro Twins* @astrotwins **

@Myko Yeboh
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