Tuesday, June 18, 2013

dVerse Open Link Night "The Scryer"



The Scryer

My little Nostradamus peers trance-like
into his own mirror of Galadriel
visions reflected for but a moment

before he's off throwing
a pebble into another scrying pool
changing the color, ebb, and flow

of nature's Magic 8-Ball
of fate once again.

by Margaret Bednar, March 24, 2012

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Today I am linking this with dVerse Poet's Pub Open Link Night.  I wrote this over a year ago.

Scrying - a  magic practice of seeing things physically in a medium (cyrstal, stone, mirror, water, fire, smoke)

Nostradamus - A famous 16th century scryer.

Mirror of Galadriel - a basin filled with water in which one may see visions of the past present and future, appearing in The Lord of the Rings.

16 comments:

aprille said...

Oh, I remember that position so well. Must have a picture of our youngest somewhere just like that.
A drop of oil/petrol might make that puddle even more fascinating :-)

Brian Miller said...

ha. i like...kids and mud puddles eh? i like the thought of them as scryer, conjuring the future...and then on to the next one...familiar image of my boys too...

Buddah Moskowitz said...

I like how you include someone so young as a soothsayer. Great.

❀~Myrna~❀ said...

love that pic!Wonderful verses!

Poet Laundry said...

This is cute Margaret...from photo to poem!

Grace said...

Something my boys used to do~ Now its my little girl, ha ~

Good one Margaret ~

Mama Zen said...

Perfect.

Myrna R. said...

This reminded me of my grandson. The picture is super cute. He's quite a scryer - the profession of most little boys.

Mark Kerstetter said...

A neat little scryer - look at that clean white coat!

Claudia said...

nice... so much magic in the everyday...made me smile..and the pic's just uber cool...

James Rainsford said...

Wonderful, and I've learned a new word. Thanks.

ayala said...

Lovely!

kelvin s.m. said...

...aren't we all like that when reality is not yet discovered by fate & sing it before our tiny eyes? ha, loved this . ... smiles...

rumoursofrhyme said...

Seeing the extraordinary in the ordinary is a precious gift, which you have given to us in this poem, Margaret.

sreeja harikrishnan said...

wow...thats lovely.... kids luckier ...

Ginnie said...

Perfect B&W image of this precious boy...and poem.