Poem: On Receiving a Tarot Warning of You (RW)

Yesterday I posted a semi-free verse poem based on a Tarot reading. It got some good feedback. For some reason, recently, I’ve been fascinated with poetic form and transforming poetry to different forms. Today I was reading sonnets (classic stuff, not mine), and it occurred to me that yesterday’s free verse would read really well as a sonnet.

Or does it?

You can judge. Here’s yesterday’s post. Let me know in the comments!

On Receiving a Tarot Warning of You
By Michelle Garren-Flye

Just for today, promise me the world,
even if it’s just a pack of cards.
I’ll dance about, my wings unfurled,
cavort until the fall of the stars.
Judge me harshly, naked and cold,
standing alone in my own grave.
Wash me away in the coming flood!
New beginnings are only for the brave.
The dark man glowers, my love he denies,
promises made in Cupid’s embrace.
I will bare my heart, my soul to your cries,
but our abstract romance never takes place.
Through sunset’s blood, Death sweeps
and star’s life out of the pitcher leaks.
Photo and Poem copyright 2024 Michelle Garren-Flye