Slender fingers,
Held my tea-cup.
Purple voice
Poured prophecies.
Something would hit me.
I kept thinking car.
But Cupid's Arrow!
Cagey, Christine.
You didn't tell me that.
Or perhaps you did.
But the voice died in jangle
Of bangles on your wrist.
Held my tea-cup.
Purple voice
Poured prophecies.
Something would hit me.
I kept thinking car.
But Cupid's Arrow!
Cagey, Christine.
You didn't tell me that.
Or perhaps you did.
But the voice died in jangle
Of bangles on your wrist.
Interesting take on the prompt with the whole fortune telling angle. ♥
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Kathy.
DeleteI always find prophesies to be creepy--so many interpretations. This one worked out well, though :)
ReplyDeleteSame here. But I wanted to do some gypsy post and keep it positive too.
DeleteThank you Marcy for stopping by and sharing a word here.
So unique!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much
DeleteYou really dug into some great details here, Ruby. Nice job!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for kind words and appreciation. This is really encouraging
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