I do not trace the zodiac.
I do not know my sign.
It’s not that I want money back;
I wait for the divine.
As choices clamor for our eyes,
We focus where we may.
Our hearts do quickly improvise
To give ideas full sway.
The stars may tell a story, true.
For evil or for good.
And though I cannot speak for you,
They’re oft misunderstood.
The future may surprise us all,
Assumptions tossed afield.
No matter what the cosmic scrawl,
The truth will be revealed.
c2015 by Linda Ann
Nickerson
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Neat poem and perfect illustration
ReplyDeleteWhat a gift for rhyme you have, and insightful: "I do not trace the zodiac.
ReplyDeleteI do not know my sign.
It’s not that I want money back;
I wait for the divine."
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Awesome poem, I loved the cosmic scrawl end!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great poem. Congratulations on completing the challenge! :D
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ReplyDeleteCongratulations on surviving the challenge! I didn't get to visit your blog during the crazy month of April so I'm popping over today from the Road Trip.
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