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, Art Happens 365, March 24, 2012
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This is for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Mary's Mixed Bag Friday, theme: "Poetry of the Ordinary"
Hop on over and take a look at numerous imaginative creations to this prompt!
I have also linked this to "Magpie Tales #122".
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.
What a sweet little chap! It is sad to think we lose our childhood's fascination with mud puddles, and all the possibilities which lie within.
ReplyDeleteSuch a precious picture of this little guy.....
ReplyDeleteWhat a cutie! I love the magic of your words and the 8 ball, really wove it together nicely, for me~
ReplyDeleteWonderful insight! I agree with Kerry...off to find a mud puddle, lol
A magical offering! Going to have to go out and see if I can find myself a little magic in one of the puddles in the driveway this morning :)
ReplyDeleteI love this. Children see a whole different world than we do, don't they. There's is still filled with wonder, magic and mystery, whereas, as adults our thoughts tend to become more jaded from life.
ReplyDeleteReally enjoyed this and the picture is just, precious :)
I wonder what it is he sees? This made me smile, thank you.
ReplyDeleteHe can see a lot of adventure and faces...Nice picture of your little Nostradamus ~
ReplyDeleteI love this picture and your poem. Glad that you explained 'scrying.'
ReplyDeleteLove this! What a sweet pic!
ReplyDeleteLove it all from the pic to verse to explanation...great piece!!
ReplyDeleteI so love that photo - at that age, every single thing is the most fascinating miracle. Lovely. May his eyes stay full of wonder.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous piece, Margaret! And, I adore the photo.
ReplyDeleteOh, how I love your little Scryer!!!
ReplyDeleteFor me, this is one of your finest!
ReplyDeleteThis one is my favorite of yours Margaret...and your little Nostradamus is too cute!
ReplyDeleteAh yes, nature's magic 8-ball of fate does indeed take strange bounces. :-)
ReplyDeleteRemnds me if the Metallica song " unforgiven" , where they highlight how children are dragged into "reality" and programmed to conform post haste. "quickly hes subdued, a constant state of disgrace, the young boy learns their rules .."
ReplyDeleteWhat a cracking first line....!
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