Today’s poem prompt is the King of Wands from the Enchanted Tarot. (Click here to see the card.)
Creative conquest
How strange it is for me, a warrior
clad in metal-studded leather, to stride
this embroidered land – its quilted
sky and paisley mountains, its calico
fields and gingham rivers. Am I the needle
piercing the world and drawing it
together with thread or the scissor
that divides and shapes it?
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