Fortune TellerA Poem by Heather Clayton
Sparkle dust on my hands
Glitter in my eyes Living on the desert sands living with the wise A tapestry is hanging in the little room I share It brings me up to singing with golden in my hair I speak the words of wisdom I change the tarot cards you will find something hidden sky blue woven in the Jacquard and when I tell your fortune you will remember what I say and I say, "Oh my God, hon" and I ask about your day and then my eyes wander and I lift my eyes to speak I ask you to go yonder to travel to a peak and when you arrive lay out these hands of mine for you will find love on the brightest day it shines.
© 2012 Heather Clayton |
StatsAuthorHeather ClaytonSpring, TXAboutHello, I love writing and have quite an imagination. Usually my writings are short stories and also I do some poetry. I'm 35 and I love animals, music and writing/reading. I studied creative writing a.. more..Writing
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