Image: Courtesy of Sunday Whirl
Sunday Whirl with words:
levitate creature blood dancing
dark plague dreadful praying
tarot gun seduce kiss penny
To have a halo levitate above
its head a creature of cold
blood is dancing in the dark
What can all this mean
Worries plague his mind
A spectacle weird to interpret
He can only guess
It seems dreadful praying
over tarot cards hoping to gun
for a prized target in mind
To seduce a lame mind
and overwhelm puny beings
is also a wicked option
Kiss good-bye to base tendencies
Think big for penny thoughts
might not bring huge dividends
Brenda's hosting of Sunday Whirl Wordle #166 and
PU's Poetry Pantry #206
I like it!
ReplyDeleteHuh! OK!
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I like your closing lines, Hank. Betting one's life or depending on mere chance is never a desirable option.
ReplyDeleteTo be tricked by those blood curling things.. a puny mind falls victim easily.. but to defeat those trickster we have to stand strong
ReplyDeletei would like to think by the time i find my halo,
ReplyDeletei will have little to think on that i once worried about
here on earth....
There are always nuggets of wisdom in your poems, Hank. I especially like the advice to "Think big for penny thoughts might not bring huge dividends". Wonderful!
ReplyDeletePraying over a tarot card seems like quite a contradiction, Hank! I do think sometimes these things do seduce a person's mind. As for me, tarot cards frighten me. As does the ouija board.
ReplyDeleteYeah have to throw those penny thoughts out, they don't even accept pennies here anymore haha
ReplyDeleteExcellent, as always!
ReplyDeleteSo well done, Hank. Praying over tarot cards seems a horrible idea.
ReplyDeletePamela
I like that closing lines ~ Well played with words Hank ~
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Hank,
ReplyDeleteTarot cards can be a bit scary..depends on how you interpret them.
Love the first the first stanza, I have been accuse of wearing my tarnish halo crooked. ah but sometimes penny thoughts do pay off in the end.
ReplyDeleteThis read much like a dream that would not resolve itself, which on waking up you exclaim "What happened?"
ReplyDeletethe last two stanzas are just spot on...
ReplyDeleteAn interesting tricky poem!
ReplyDeleteSometimes thinking small is the best start..i love your title..it sets up for this curious read...in a good way of course!
ReplyDeleteWhat a good write Hank. Love the last lines and your advice to think big.
ReplyDeleteVery cool mix you created, Hank!
ReplyDeleteReally good!
ReplyDeleteYes, hope and luck might just not be there. Think big is best advice.
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