GloPoWriMo: Day 27


Ace of Wands

It starts with an itch.
The ember roars to burn.
Unless you scratch, you know you’ll twitch.

Not all ideas will make you rich.
There’s something else you want to earn.
It always starts with an itch.

Thread the needle for the first stitch,
Work quick, for ashes fill the urn.
You must scratch, or else you’ll twitch.

Of course, it’s magic, you witch.
To create means: stake your turn.
It always starts with an itch.

Act now. Avoid the hitch.
Coax them to unfurl, these fronds of fern.
If you don’t scratch, you’ll surely twitch.

You can hear it. Now sing, in pitch.
Don’t pretend it’s perfection, for which you yearn.
Creation starts with an itch.
If you don’t scratch, you know you’ll twitch.

Daily Prompt:  “Pick a card (any card) from…  the tarot [I used the Gilded Tarot from Llewellyn Worldwide], and then to write a poem inspired either by the card or by the images or ideas that are associated with it,” from the Na/GloPoWriMo site.

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