I pull a card...if it doesn't speak to me...perhaps it was meant for you?
How to Read the Tarot
Begin by brewing a cup of tea,
a nervine, lemon balm or chamomile,
this is after all, your future.
A reading at the dark of the moon is best,
before the night creatures crawl
and bad humours fill the air.
Pick a circular deck, with a fairy-tale motif,
and no reversals.
Hold a question in your heart,
shuffle the cards and place them on the table.
Choose only two.
Like the ancient Israelites,
these are your seer stones, Urim and Thumimm,
black and white, yes or no.
Isn't that all you were asking?
This is an absolutely beautiful poem And I absolutely love getting a glimpse into how people's minds & inspiration work - who'd've thought you'd end up with a lovely piece about a bird from a picture of a restaurant
I love the title and every word of the poem. You paint a picture that is universal for those of us who have reached an age where we are comfortable in our skin.
I was a timid girl
and didn't like dolls
but soothed my fears
with books and paper.
In the scrap bins
of a printing shop
was a sea of color
free to carry home.
And there I made stars,
and cities and farms
nestled in imagined hills.
I wrote endless lists
of future things
to gaze upon.
14 lines
Prompt: write a poem about a childhood toy
Pholarchos Tarot--19--Sun--Whatever you do in this life, find your essence and be true to it.
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