A poetic journey through my mind

Cards

Pasteboard prophets,
painted seers,
predictors of laughter
and journeys and tears,
tell me what you
see in my eyes,
mysteries held behind
your mystic guise,
a tall dark stranger,
riches or fate,
tell me now, wise ones,
will I come too late?
will I forever be
one step behind,
tied to the doubt
within my own mind?
sadness or fortune,
love, loss and more,
are waiting for me
behind that cloth door,
do I dare enter,
or will I remain
forever a stranger
to that magic plain?

3 responses

  1. Go on take a chance!

    July 10, 2012 at 2:39 pm

  2. LIsten to your heart, KC–not the cards. But then, you already knew this, didn’t you?

    July 10, 2012 at 4:42 pm

    • KC

      🙂 Poems is poems…I just writes’em, I don’t necessarily listen to’em. 😛

      July 10, 2012 at 5:03 pm

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