Prompt: two of pentacles
Life, frozen between
My yo-yo heart,
as I tip-toe through
waiting, for the
The black space within
is no longer a vacuum
since I learned to love me,
Reborn as a wild vortex
of infinite and perpetual
and me rising as
the creative provocateur.
This week’s prompt: The Magician. I’ve chosen The Magician from the Mary-El deck.
Please note the full gallery of #pinp17 images is on its way. I was struck down with a rotten head cold this week and have been too sick to leave the house to get the cards scanned. Thank you for your patience.
On the back of this year’s successful Post-It Note Poetry challenge, and the passion and commitment with which it was embraced by the tarot community on Instagram, I’ve created a new weekly challenge: Post It Note Poetry Saturdays or simply #pinpsaturday
It’s easy to participate, especially if you are a seasoned Post It Note poet. In essence it is a weekly mix of micro poetry and divine inspiration. If you know nothing about tarot, much less own a deck, I’ll be posting the card I’m using each week, and invite you to use it as your poetic catalyst.
2. Write a poem on a post it note.
3. Photograph the poem and card.
4. Post the photograph to Instagram on Saturday with #pinpsaturday.
Smooth and easy! Looking forward to seeing your poems over the weekend.
My computer and phone have been unable to sort out their syncing issues and I’ve therefore lost photos from my phone as well as being unable to download old photos to my computer. Thus the dearth of #pinp17 pics in the last fortnight. If you’ve been following on Instagram or Twitter you’ll have seen the second half unfold, including references to a sex tape, astral travel and cannibalism.
Good news is, I’ll have the second half professionally scanned tomorrow and I’ll be putting the entire ‘Get In Trouble’ series up in a dedicated gallery. There are 30 in total.
I’ve got additional good news pending with the postcard poems. I’ll share once I’ve finished ironing out the details, but suffice to say, I am very close. It’s exciting to see a vision find flesh and bones.
Until then, the curtain closer for the month, which could quite easily have been the curtain raiser (every poem has this poem at its heart!!)