Sunday, February 24, 2013

14 Lines

© Isadora Gruye

I look for her along the tempest sky
   n' whiskey sea
her Glassine eyes open
dusk to moon's tide.

Her siren's song spun me like gypsy gold
outlined my Porcelain sails
my heart cracked like leather.

Landlubber now
my bones sit on our gateway bench

Our journey once
 threaded by silver stars and an indigo atlas
Her winged wisdom now perched
as a mute Swan.

    © Ellen Wilson

Over in the Garden-Kerry shared Izy's photos and asked us for 14 lines.  I also thought I would participate in the Poetry Pantry!   Happy Sunday~

Friday, February 22, 2013


Hannah over in the Garden, gave us a prompt today that aligned real well, with a Tarot card reading I had the other day.   I did get the Wheel of Fortune card-time to take a risk, I was told~

I thought it would be fun to combine the two-the card's meaning and the Wheel Spider!
How clever this stunning creature is!  

Fallen star
spirals in gold dust
tumbleweed fashion
eight spokes curled
into cosmic expression
spins faster n' faster
snowballs into

© Ellen Wilson