Short Divining Poems

Conchita Dowser, Water Witch,
Is famous for her willow switch
The water she found
Is all underground
And digging it up is a B itch!...

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one full black carat
                                    and a divining stick

                                      i found my well






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Graeae Witches of foul prophecy
share one oculus between three,

they take turns consigning
their eye of divining,

dreaded spinsters of destiny!...

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I am divining
I am
Writing
Tomes
Getting
On
The
Boat
Late
With
All
The
Animals
Hugging
So
Glad
To
Be


Warm


And


Alive

October finger moon...

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Sickness is the devil himself divining his ill will.
It seems his only interest is to see what he can kill.
The evil deep inside us all, he uses as a tool.
And sneaks around just like a snake awaiting his next fool.

One paragraph unto itself.
Now on display on Poetry Soup's shelf....

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"This the Day"



Rider Waite 8
Queen of Swords
replacing hate 
with bleeding Hearts
ripping days off
a calendar 
holding
a part 

the jaws 
of the Lion 

divining black matter
into gold 

(LadyLabyrinth / 2021) 
...

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I stare back from the last horizon,
  and scientists look bemused

Theologians prey among themselves,
  mystics stay confused

Once through the light Divining
  no beginnings or their ends

All truth transcending within itself
  —as time and space descend

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)...

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Water Witch
David J Walker

It was a divining rod
My father told me
And the man with this thing
In his hand
Was a water witch 
He was paid to find the 
Places to dig 
	But not to dig
And then 
It was a matter of faith
Keep digging he said 
You are already invested
Keep digging 
As he faded away with the tool...

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hot air is what i mist, 
syllables don't get as crisp, 
less yer hanging by hand of wrist, 
but the great fall from cliff is inviting:)

betwining betwixt,
nah i don't lisp,
just roof of me mouth bloody lining,
no rum i aint pist,
just some syllables missed,
 2 short says Deb,
she's divining....

Don Johnson...

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Such a lopsided affair, 
are you game..
should you care
the heart
must, 
at some point
perhaps at its weakest
trust.
   
No' oh nah..
I don't ask much,
your divining rod
for lust of men
or hope of God..

there's only enough
 time
 to find
each longing dependent,
resplendent
oh love, make me
yours
and you 
mine....

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Aligning

perhaps it was a karma sign,
where once before a different life time,
sow to reap begins to chime,
we suffer here, it aint divine?
possible payback for the crime,
what would i know,
it's the hurting mime,
ironic patterns divining,
your planet is aligning ,
with mine? 

re:"Falsely Imprisoned" 
Cecilia Macfarlane 

Don Johnson...

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Astir the divining of earth.
The sea is alive and gives birth.The sand gives a sigh
And waves are so high.
     The beaches all filled up with dearth.

A freak — oh its mock and its girth.
The tsunami cursed all its worth.Some beachcombers die,
As rest of them cry.
     The island deprived of its mirth....

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My Mind Is Playing Again

I long to ride the sky
On a high ridge drive
Where mountains’ purpling winds

Make haze.

Where smoky blue covers valley curves,
And the cry of natives’ spirits still
Are heard in pow wow from hill to hill

Divining laws.

Where wedding beads and haunting pipes
Dance in ancient summer nights,
I want to remember that never seeing,

But carry deep in my own being....

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Lying silent
In a wheezing chest of words 
Divining whirred messagings 
Of a moth’s wings blurred 
Paralysed beneath the duvet
Hearing his antenna morse
Rapid flapping mind verse 
The country radio
Tuning from Earl Scruggs to beetles
Munching oak flecks
Blind above my head flesh 
Creaks like floorboards
Spine is peeled
Breathes the walls
Listens to
A record playing
Whose scratch revolves in ragged time.
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