After evening tea-
the fortuneteller
cleans her glasses.
Riveted guests await
her erudite predictions.
Parsing every phrase,
word, and syllable.
Looking for love, joy,
fame, and fortune in-
“Those who look west
will miss the sunrise.”
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Author:
Jerry Reynolds (
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- Category: Humor
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Comments6
So now you tell me, I was facing the ‘ronge’ direction - ohhh, those gypsy fortune tellers.
Love the poems
Thanks, M.S.
Wow. So wise!
Thanks, S.C.
absolutely spot on sir 🙂
Thanks, Neville.
Glad you enjoyed it.
Profound prognostications can mean SFA.
Beautifully entertaining read, Jerry
Thanks, Dave.
On my way to the grocery store, I passed a small building with a sign that read "Fortunes Told $50" the inspiration for the poem.
But if we wait we will see sunset.
Andy
Thanks, Andy.
But then your life is history.
firstly that painting, even at this shrunk scale
looks so engrossing
I can't imagine how overwhelming its effect
would be if seen - in person
on a large scale, it will probably feel like
being swallowed-up by a majestic twilight..
and lastly: yes I too agree
'it's the simple truth's of life
that yield, the answers we crave'...
a wonderful: artistic serving of distilled wisdom
you've shared with us today, thanks Jerry
Thanks, L.B.
The painting is "Fire in the Morning." I often use seascapes as metaphors "Fire in the morning sailors warning" also it is a view from the punt "Fierce Brightness" Charon's ferry across Acheron. Hades is on the horizon.
explains that sense of overwhelming - I was getting, thanks Jerry
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