Magic She Says

My wall. Shifted during the winter. First time in 6 years that this has ever happened. But come spring it will shift back and it will not be as noticable.

Those are not my words at the end. But they were said to me.

A close up of the wall.

It goes from bottom to top.

I now understand why Loki has been sitting crying at the corner. Looked at the other wall and sure enough it too is pulling apart. Will wait and see what happens with the spring shift.

March 11/22

Day…..After Day

High above

stars paint the sky

dead pricks of light

incapable of producing wish fulfillment

no matter how much one hopes.

Fingers crossed

toes too

luck must come to me…..

I never broke a mirror.

I never walked beneath a ladder.

I found a four leaf clover.

Magic…..

right?

I loath to give up

to admit to defeat

that reality is the truth

there is no wonder left to discover.

No dancing under the waves.

No dancing above the clouds.

Grey

bleak

empty life

day…..

after day…..

after day.

Skies once colored rose and gold

a world full of joy

of beauty

I danced then

I spun dreams

believing

wanting the fairy tale ending.

Grey dust

empty husk

broken

shattered

day…..

after day…..

after day…..

til death do me part.

©June 10/19

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