A VERY ANCIENT MAGICAL PROCESS
Madame Rose wore a lacy shawl
Over her flowing robes.
A cloth kept her soft blonde hair in place,
Two gold earrings, shone and swayed,
When she turned her head to listen.
Black mascara liberally applied
To her mysterious piercing icy blue eyes.
The process of foretelling the future
Reading the cards,
Studying the hands line by line,
Scanning her crystal ball,
Never varying the consultation
Perhaps to add something to the occasion
Aromatic pungent herbs were burned.
"Good day, I feel an excellent aura.
Allow me to study your future,
You must cross my palm with silver.
My fee is fifty pounds and a silver coin."
Filled with fascination, high expectation,
I invested to gain the edge.
Her certain knowledge of the future.
Madame Rose took my hand in hers
The process of palm reading began
The life line, the line of destiny
The fate line to predict the future
The head line to measure wisdom?
A ball of crystal is uncovered,
Shiny, gleaming, cloudy, mysterious.
Madame Rose asks numerous questions,
Interprets answers, reading the clouds,
Information then interpretation
Predictions from a ball of crystal.
Future health, wealth and love,
As the age old process unfolds.
Life becomes clearer.
I shuffle mysterious tarot cards
Transfer my aura with energy to the deck.
Madame Rose cuts and lays the important spread,
The mystical interpretation process continues.
My life will be happy, healthy, long,
Positivity with love reigns supreme
If I follow my future with Madame Rose.
Madame Rose wore a lacy shawl
Over her flowing robes.
A cloth kept her soft blonde hair in place,
Two gold earrings, shone and swayed,
When she turned her head to listen.
Black mascara liberally applied
To her mysterious piercing icy blue eyes.
The process of foretelling the future
Reading the cards,
Studying the hands line by line,
Scanning her crystal ball,
Never varying the consultation
Perhaps to add something to the occasion
Aromatic pungent herbs were burned.
"Good day, I feel an excellent aura.
Allow me to study your future,
You must cross my palm with silver.
My fee is fifty pounds and a silver coin."
Filled with fascination, high expectation,
I invested to gain the edge.
Her certain knowledge of the future.
Madame Rose took my hand in hers
The process of palm reading began
The life line, the line of destiny
The fate line to predict the future
The head line to measure wisdom?
A ball of crystal is uncovered,
Shiny, gleaming, cloudy, mysterious.
Madame Rose asks numerous questions,
Interprets answers, reading the clouds,
Information then interpretation
Predictions from a ball of crystal.
Future health, wealth and love,
As the age old process unfolds.
Life becomes clearer.
I shuffle mysterious tarot cards
Transfer my aura with energy to the deck.
Madame Rose cuts and lays the important spread,
The mystical interpretation process continues.
My life will be happy, healthy, long,
Positivity with love reigns supreme
If I follow my future with Madame Rose.
My Future with Madame Rose
Copyright~ Poem and images by John Yeo © 5/12/2013 All rights reserved
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