Conjurer

Humour, poetry, , 22 Comments

Baiting her line with incantations
she casts her spell… imagines
an ocean of possibilities
ready to nibble at her bidding

As if words hold sway
and patience, power;
believes right intent is lure enough
to reel in destiny, determine fate.

(Rewrite of piece formerly entitled ‘Fishing’.
Image my own. Perhaps a silly goose?)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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