Eyes of the Future

Day 8

I was busy with school assignments yesterday so it’s safe to say I forgot to do day 7, so on to day 8.

Write poems in which mysterious and magical things occur. Your poem could take the form of a spell, for example, or simply describe an event that can’t be understood literally. Feel free to incorporate crystal balls, fauns, lightning storms, or whatever seems fierce and free and strange.

rainbowgridImage via:https://www.energymuse.com/blog/crystal-grids/

She looked into her crystals trying to determine her own fate,

but it always seemed to change at an incomprehensible rate.

She wanted more than anything to know it would end,

if she would find that perfect love or have a good friend.

She craved to know if there was more for her life,

if anyone would ever be by her side.

But her crystals never gave her the answers that she sought,

and her efforts were always more for naught.

 

-M.A. Fernández

Copyright © 2018 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved

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