micro crystal ball
The palm of my hand
cups the tiny crystal ball
solid unflawed
I saw a sparkle and
dug in with my foot
unearthed this
little buried treasure
I can assure you
it is devoid
of colour or shade or hue
borrows from
any colour that it touches
in this photo
it is aquamarine blue
keeping
Telling a secret
transforms it into mundane
know dare will silent
hold secret arcane
a magical place
unique profound solitude
keep it to yourself
so none can intrude
Nightmare
I dreamed I was in a strange place
I did not recognize any face
But then there were some that were friends
They did not look the same it wasn't really them
They were playing a game
with Tarot cards
'pick a card'
they said
While I held my breath
Their eyes stabbed at me
Cold and unfeeling strangers
And I drew the card of death
Angel Edwards is a singer songwriter guitarist published writer published poet with 4 books from Vancouver BC Canada
member of AFM local 145
BMI SOCAN
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