The Goddess Fortune is the devil's servant, ready to kiss any one's ass.....William Blake
The Gypsy Madame Fernandez
Madame Fernandez the gypsy with sight Saw thru tomorrow, with yesterday's light Smoked the peyote, the ganja, the weed Lit the white candle, for all that believed
Madame Fernandez could speak to the dead And laughed as the voices conversed in her head Danced in the moonlight at Midsummer's Eve Consulted the spirits that lived in the trees
Madame Fernandez was hardly earth bound Transcending her body, asleep......without sound At one with the cosmos, expansive as sky Projecting her spirit.......yet to the earth tied
Madame Fernandez in black satin shawl Summoning spirits.....awaiting her call Reading the tarot with nonchalant ease Granting protection and prayers.... for a fee
Madame Fernandez felt wisdom thru stones From amethyst, crystal, citrine, and carved bones Gazing in silence, thru clear crystal ball Reading the palm....tracing lines...telling all
Madame Fernandez would NEVER drink tea For as she neared bottom...HER future she'd see The leaves did not lie, no matter the blend They showed her ADRIFT...ALONE...in the END
Nifty jaunt this poem, Anita.
I have often wondered how astrologers can step outside their Zodiac signs and not be affected by them.
'Oooh, you're going to meet a tall dark cucumber. You will come into gold at the dentist. Watch out for the woman with a turd in her hand.'
Funny when written like this. Yet none of this would affect the astrologer, right?
Reviewed by Fletcher Bailey (Reader)
Reviewed on May 4, 2004
I shall read this to the final chapter. Great innovation.
I love your poetry ,for the rhythm and rhyme are a treat not often found! Superb! Love the art also!
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on April 9, 2004
Lady A .... I could be wrong, but I think I would have really enjoyed this Lady's company? I enjoyed reading this. Happy Easter to you dear. Bill Murray
Wonderful poetic tale complemented by the graphic. Thank you for this offering, Anita. Love and peace to you. Regis
Reviewed by Mark Mahoney (Reader)
Reviewed on April 9, 2004
Now Anita, where do i start? this is up there with your best work and you have wrote some classics, i adore the flow of this it never let up in its delivery for a second, i could read this over and over and still find a different smile every time, very very well done here,this is one awesome write and i'm so pleased to have read this, thanks and take good care...Mark xx
p.s did you get my message???
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I have often wondered how astrologers can step outside their Zodiac signs and not be affected by them.
'Oooh, you're going to meet a tall dark cucumber. You will come into gold at the dentist. Watch out for the woman with a turd in her hand.'
Funny when written like this. Yet none of this would affect the astrologer, right?
Fletcher B
story. I love it.
Jack
~ Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu ~
excellent write
Happy Easter
William
magical, mysterious...and so wonderfully written, too! adored the flavor of this one!
(((HUGS))) and love, and happy easter!
karla. :)
Happy Easter Peg
Hope all is well with you...Happy Easter to you...floria
Thanks for sharing Anita!!
Love Tinka
p.s did you get my message???
I wish I wrote it *wink*
ty, Dani
~Chrissie
Anita, love your poetry. Your tale of Madame F. was great. Everything comes with a fee today.