Thursday, April 25, 2013

bit more tarot poetry

Another try at this particular exercise...
change never does just sprout
forth; it does not bloom
in sudden bursts of brilliant color,
come spring.

no, change wildly spins
and be must grasped painfully with teeth.
it must be chased, pulled out
from deepest depths within.


thesycamoretree said...

I always enjoy your tarot poems - they bring feelings to the surface and send images swirling in my mind. For some reason, today your poem made me think of "noodling" (which would be terrifying to me, blindly reaching into a hole under water).
A link in case you don't know what I'm talking about ;) :

Zanna Starr said...

Wonderful poem, charged with truth and powerful imagery.

Carla said...

Wow, Bonkers, where they hell are ya?? :)

Sharyn Mallow Woerz said...

Are you ok?

Barefoot Fool said...

Are you in a chrysalis?

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