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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?  |
| Strange Loops On a rainy day I cannot see the sun or stars though they are there in Grandmother Spider's web. I am enmeshed in this dance of creation of strange spiral loops with no end, no beginning. I am witness to this tidy prison. But there is freedom and there is love. 13 lines prompt: a rainy day Dark Goddess Tarot--Stars--Spider Woman--sense the pattern that exists behind the senses |
| White Pumpkins A dumb supper for Samhain, my birthday. Black tablecloths, white pumpkins a river of sorrows in my kitchen. I invite my friends that passed this year. In the silence I may hear then whisper, "We are not gone, just away." "It is not cruel to say, we will meet again, as dust on white pumpkins." 14 lines Prompt: white pumpkins The Cook's Tarot--20--Judgement---move forward into a state of grace |
| Happy Birthday writing.com Writing.com called me and I answered with story and poem, heartache and bliss, thunder and memory, and leaping nano particles. Happy Birthday to all the beings here. My arms cradle you, my breath whispers prayers of grace to you. That is how we roll in writing.com world. 12 lines prompt: poem for writing.com birthday The Cook's Tarot---6 of Cups-"-Poetry and Hums aren't things you get, they're things which get you."----Winnie the Pooh |
| taking up space on the mothership I love my face in the morning no teeth, bed head, the day dawning. Just a baby-faced naked clown, I refuse to put myself down. Crow's feet, double chin, smile and frown lines I embrace. You just see an old, old woman, I love my face. I love my body at nighttime, uncoiled tension, full recline. What dreams may come I do not know. Ghosts, phantasms, nightmares come , go.. I am an ecotone, a swamp witch, swamp molly. Flaccid arms, flabby belly, I love my body. 12 lines Form and prompt: wrapped refrain Pholarchos Tarot--6 of Spirals--there is space in the heart to hold all things |
| As the day unfolds.... as the day I unfolds I learn that Kamala likes to cook democracy is sweet and I will bake an election cake tradition says it is dense, yeasty, boozy but I am going for easy Duncan Hines spice with extra spice for diversity extra raisins for pleasure as the day unwinds I place candles on the cake lighting a way for victory and to keep democracy sweet 14 lines prompt: as the day unfolds the Cook's Tarot---8 of Wands--know your place at the table |
| New Beginnings I am not a spring chicken but an old stewing hen. Old hens make good soup, Jewish penicillin. JD Vance, shillbilly, thinks my use is only helping raise children. I'll take that and raise it a million. The millions of zest from post-menopausal women working to crush patriarchy and JD Vance. 12 lines prompt: new beginnings The Cook's Tarot--the Sun--believe in the benevolence of the Universe |
| Womyn We began as an egg carried in a dark warm womb all our grandmothers singing stories to all the eggs we carry within from birth trembling prophets, whispered prayers along life's zigzag road moon mind dreams all connected by ancient threads Author's note: Concrete poem----supposed to be egg shaped. Couldn't figure how to do that. Sabian Oracle---Capricorn 14--Eiterr we make history or become a victim of it. |
| Dandelions I fashioned a garland of dandelions placed it on my altar to the Queen of Heaven. She prefers weeds to pearls but sees perfection in both. In time the flowers will vanish scattering my prayers with their seeds. I have named the turtles in our pond and the tiny fish they feed on. Perhaps, it is all prayer. 12 lines Prompt: picture of a dandelion gone to seed Dark Goddess Tarot--2 of Water--Lorelei, goddess of unending desire--The deeper you go the harder your heart beats. |
| Dance Emma Goldman said she wouldn't join a revolution if she couldn't dance. I am done with revolutions and the heavy lifting. I want to dance with mountains gambol with rivers frolic with trees. Not an Elaine of Seinfeld dance but one into the void. A curling of spine a vast gasp of breath. Anyway, there is nothing to do now. so, let's begin. 14 lines Prompt: Dance Dark Goddess Tarot--X--Fortuna--Wheel of Fortune--the high fall, the low ascend |
| July 4, 2024 I refuse to say amerikka is beautiful, or magical. The plains and purple mountains weep. The cradle of democracy rocks no more splintered by amoral judges and felonious politicians. This once glorious and holy land besmirched by greed. Happy 4th of July burns to ash on my tongue. there is no magic to be found here. 14 lines Prompt: magical Sabian OrACLE--10 OF pISCES--GET your head out of the clouds |
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