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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?  |
| STENCH There is but one thing of real value--to cultivate truth and justice, and to live without anger in the midst of lying and unjust men. Marcus Aurelius Democracy turns to fascism step by secret step. Eat the rich people shout but that won't stop our demolished freedoms crumbling. What legacies are we leaving? Can you smell the stench of the lies? In the morning I rise shaking. Existential dread floods my chest. I am not an immigrant. I am married, and straight. I am past child bearing age. But I am afraid and tremble for all. What scam justice is this? Do you smell the stench of his lies? So I go to the rivers and I go the trees. I pray to the stars and search for good omens. I rise to protest and sleep if I can. I can smell the stench of their lies. 23 lines prompt: Write a poem in the BOP form. Gaian Tarot--15--Devil--Bindweed--Someone is playing power games,resulting in domination and control. |
Ragnorak Every day now is the birthday of the end times. This great green orb we live on is roasting. Our faith in humanity wanes as a burnt out stub of democracy remains. But our Mother's ruby heart still beats as we inch to annihilation. GAIA roars and calls giants and chthonic monsters. Don't worry, it's all a cycle. At the end of destruction the world is saved, renewed by scraps of softness. That's Her birthday present. 17 lines prompt: write about a birthday or anniversary celebration The Dark Goddess Tarot--Ace of Earth--Gaia--The Earth gives birth to giants. |
| {size:5 Morning I go outside at daybreak to kiss the ground with my feet, to let the photons of the sun scrub my rods and cones. In my tiny garden I create a runway for birds, butterflies, a 101 crawling beings. I push my fingers into the dirt. I hunt for moss. Already, the daytime veil is lifting. I know not what tears may come today. I will not quaver. I will dance. 17 lines prompt: use the words kiss, daybreak and tear in a poem The HerbCrafter's Tarot--13--Death--Marigold--Delight in your beautiful moments. |
I Remember I remember love though the cards dealt early were tough, I was dense with love. I remember love and send it now like a signal spiraling to family and friends a shallow enemy or two. Love was all there was when the creation's shell cracked open. At the end the only rule is that there still is love. And I will remember. 16 lines prompt: title I Remember Pholarchos Tarot--Queen of Spirals--Protect what you hold dear. |
In Between When I pray I go to a place in between not a church not a garden. I search for cracks, for windows and waves for the strong siren call of All That Is. I bring back souvenirs, a rock, a feather, a shell. I show up and show out. I ring the bell that only I can ring. 13 lines Promt Title of a poem: The Place In Between 360 Degrees of Wisdom--Leo 20--Restoring spirit. Rituals and worship. |
Pod If I continue to cocoon will I become a butterfly? Will I crumble to ash or emerge with glistening wings? I'll wait. 5 lines Prompt: write a poem with 25 words or less Pholarchos Tarot--3 Empress--The Earth constantly gives birth. |
Feast Day Today is the Magdalene's feast day. Peer behind patriarchy's locked door. You will glimpse the secret of secrets. God has a thousand feminine names. She is hidden beneath battle skins. Dragons guard their illusions behind locked doors. Here in the clearing, Great Mama churns. Come to the fringes. Become a cradle matriarch. Stir the pot. We will have a party. Today is the Magdalene's feast day. 13 lines prompt: a locked door Sibyls Oraculum--Justitia/Justice---The court is in the heart. |
Allegri's Miserere In the past my classical station played it frequently. But like everything else it rises and falls. The exquisite voices still soar and plummet through time and space. I have heard it live. I hear it in memory ensouled in the gyri and sulci of my brain. My clenched fists unfurl into praying hands. I walk through holy fire and touch the Mother's burning face. This is my mission, this act of contrition. 18 lines prompt: a poem about a song Tarot of the Crone--Three of Swords--Inspiration--Look for a light in the darkness. |
Questions & Answers They say live the questions. Love is always the question. Love is always the answer. Love is always the action. This beautiful, fantastic life is always the question. Life is always the answer. 7 lines Prompt: write a 7 line poem with 7 syllables per line Pholarchos Tarot--Queen of Sparks--Intent is as important as action. |
July 4, 2025 Lady Liberty sends regrets, no party this year. Her skin flayed her eyes haunted. Across the river she hears the death rattle of freedom, the shredding of the Constitution. Little ripples from tiny pebbles thrown at monsters miss their mark again, again. Was this on your radar? 12 lines Prompt: a set up for a celebration Sabian Oracle--Aries 12--a flock of wild geese--Birds of a feather flock together. |
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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 
This is the type of free verse that in my opinion suits Shadows & Light.