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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? |
A Poet's Heart Perhaps all I own is a poet's heart. May be I am just a careful reader. Cogito ergo sum,thoughts fall apart when forced to align with rhyme and meter. Though end result may be that much sweeter, Mr. Yeats opined with alacrity that what can be explained is not poetry. A Rhyme Royale 7 lines |
Graffiti Gangstas painted the walls in neon graffito There is no peace without justice Heroes A cinquain 5 lines Dark Goddess Tarot--Two of Earth--Hel--Partnership is not assimiliation |
Ethel Rosenberg I would like to have lived to wear a pink pussy hat and gone to that march. But I was collateral damage.. A communist, just a Jew, just a woman who had no secrets to sell. Funny how collusion is now such a common word. I hear that Roy Cohn's protoge stalks the White House. I hear Ivanka is a Jew. Better dead then red the masses jeered as they threw the switch. They had to do it twice. I had no secrets to sell. I was just a wife and mother. I would have voted for the woman. 19 lines Prompt: write a poem from the point of view of a convicted criminal Dark Goddess Tarot--VII--Chariot--Ishtar---Go for it. Take bold action. |
In the Beginning That poem is a beginning. It is the beginning. In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God. My God is a Mexican Madonna at the border. My God wears a do-rag and is a rapper. My God wears a hijab and honors Ramadan. My God is Palestinian, kosher, vegan, omnisexual. My God is large. Terrestrial,celestial, amphibious,intertidal. That poem is a beginning. 11 lines Prompt: Use the last line from the nearest book at hand to begin your poem. From Ursula K. LeGuin's translation of the Tao Te Ching. Dark Goddess Tarot---III-The Black Madonna--Compassion and devotion make the impossible, possible. |
Ritual I will dance to morning birdsong, the woodpecker's reveille. I will sing a song without words, thrumming of the honey bees I will pray to no lesser gods only to Great Mystery. Ritual becomes spiritual. Small daily acts become powerful. Troiseme form 11 lines Dark Goddess Tarot--VIII--Strength---Samovilla--Dance your prayers. |
A mandala for Siobhan. White Florida wildflowers. Moonflower, Swamp Rose Mallow, Queen Anne's Lace, Wild Celery, Musky Mint, English Daisy,Tread Softly. At the center the oomphalos, the still point, a Ghost Orchid. Here, connection reaches farther than family. Healing for this one, please. Thank you. Amen. Dark Goddess Tarot---Nine of Earth--Blodeuwedd--Enjoy the sweet season while it lasts. |
Spoonbills Roseate spoonbills pink wings unfurled on a log raw silk, uncut wood Dark Goddess Tarot--Ten of Air---Erinye--Pare yourself down to the bone and start anew. |
Letter to my Daughter at Forty There is no wrong way to have a body. You needn't be botoxed, cool-sculpted, all maybelline'd to be a queen. Rise up from your half shell heavy thighed, thick waisted and battle scarred. You remain Aphrodite, Urania and Porne. I am old and my belly sags but my arms are strong and I can still rock you. I will untangle the knots in your muscles and your hair. I will anoint you with oil. Celebrate yourself, there is no wrong way to have a body. Epistle Poem Dark Goddess Tarot--Siren of Water---Aphrodite--Do or make or find something you love. |
Enough Joybell form.Live till death content knowing it is enough and long enough Dark Goddess Tarot--Ace of Fire--Vesta--If you are granted a true vision, honor it. |
Lack You are not trapped merely lack imagination. Ennui is not tranquility. Draw down the stars ignite a fire in your belly. Feed yourself from the celestial deli. Rogue elves will fill your dance card and twirl you to subatomic harmonies. Forever ends. Moments never hold. You are not trapped just lack imagination. Dark Goddess Tarot---Seven of Water---Maeve--Drink from the cup. Enter the gate to elsewhere. |