magician
contrition
priestess
be blessed
emperor
forore
empress
depress
lovers
in clovers
footles
bootless ! ~ >
She was the queen,
down in New Orleans.
She had authority,
and she is meant to be known.
You should appreciate her,
cause she is a legend.
Her name is widely spoken.
You can't just ignore her.
I believe in her.
Her strength, her power.
How she helped her fellow folks,
even though she was feared.
A woman of color, who went down in history.
who ruled the darker realms.
whose mighty hands healed the sick.
who called upon her ancestors for guidance.
She was devout,
to our God and His glory.
and died doing what she loved.
Visit her if you have a chance.
you might see her while on the way.
For she still watches over her grave,
and you may witness her pet, Zombie.
Leave her an offering,
and you shall receive luck and blessings that day.
The most audacious damsel
Has the audacity to love me.
The authenticity of this love
Is undeniably esteemed in her
Quiet poise.
My oh my oh my
With a smile she utters
Her name. She is dangerously
Dearing, domineeringly
Dressed in leather of
love Insurance.
The LOVE PRIESTESS
she is....
She sits on her throne
Perfectly balanced
Perfectly calm
She is high priestess
Her destiny unknown
She knows what goes up
Must come down
Everything you send out in life
Comes back ten times fold
She uses her intuition
Her little voice inside
It's always there guiding her
Steering her path
She is always looking forward
Never looking back
She has no magic power
No silly little tricks
She is always observing
Sitting back in her seat
She follows her gut
She knows it's never been wrong
It's her self trust and self reliance
That's gotten her this far
Always seeking higher power
Some unseen force she calls life
As long as she always believes in her heart
She will always be her own light
Mystical One.
All seeing Seer.
Accept this gift of fruit.
To kneel at your temple.
Filled with indescribable love,
as your High Priestess to command.
Visions flash before me.
I obey your command.
Contest Name: Tarot Cards
No 2: The High Priestess
Theresa Stephens
26/1/15
The High Priestess sits
Tween a black and white column
expression solemn
For Tarot Contest
I am the high priestess
Second only to the magician
I sit between the white and black pillars
Bringing them into unison
I am the channel of communication
Through me all things are memorized
I know my cells each and all
Using them all for my guise.
I sit upon the white cube
This is the Physical plane
To follow me you must not
Allow moods to control your main..
If you cannot see the light
I have the moon at my head
The crescent at my feet
Together we can seek what lies ahead
The curtain behind me leads to deeper things
To knowledge beyond all knowledge
The fruit of the pomegranate adorn its cloth
Hiding the library of information it’s alleged
So to some I am cold, unpredictable, scary
To others too scared to come close vouchsafe
But I am the incubator of the child
Not of flesh but of ‘idea ‘kept stable and safe
I am the High Priestess!!!
Oh, Pythia, will I find a mate
Priestess of Apollo, guide my fate
Many miles I’ve traveled to beseech
Only to learn the forecast you’ll preach
Scholars congregate seeking answers
To tear down mystical barriers
Outcomes of our wars you have foretold
Now it is my outlook that you hold
Great Oracle of Delphi in Greece,
Can you help my lonely heart find peace
Spartan warriors I can’t entice
Take my gold; I’ll gladly pay your price
Just to have a glimpse of future days
Hoping to hear a comforting phrase
Words that spark interpretation
At your mercy is my salvation
*For Rick’s “Oracle” contest
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