Dealings with Tarot's destiny.

just macabre writings for my muse.

I scale the walls

of heaven's high

to see your horizon

only to be trapped

between the echoes

of times path spent

wandering in

tomorrow's yesterday.

On the poetic belief

that I would flow

into the very verse

of one's mortality

twas on the cards

for Death was noted

on the turning

and given a period.

(While the body aged

still in mind's youth

did my mind

get cleverer

for I was neither

here nor there

for the moment,

truth hadn't arrived.)

Reviews

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Mortality really stares us in the face as we get older; and in looking at our reflection, it's hard to know whose side we're on. Neither here nor there, near or far, today or yesterday. The future is bright for a moment but tinged by the shadow of reality.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you for your thoughts Linda.