©2023 michael raven
exhausted & ill
overcast skies
a beam from
the lighthouse
guides through
rough seas
words | spirit
©2023 michael raven
exhausted & ill
overcast skies
a beam from
the lighthouse
guides through
rough seas
©2023 michael raven
a kiss in the
witching hours
fever dream
sweat &
tangled sheets
©2023 michael raven
Oh! Hai!
You decided to pop by the imaginary pub I have erected in the middle of etherspace?
Pull up a chair, grab your favorite beverage and sit down at what appears to be, erm, a very sticky table in a dimly lit corner of the friendly neighborhood dive bar. Hell, two-fist your favorite beverage! I assure you that my posts along these lines get more entertaining when your blood-alcohol level increases. I’ve got a deal with the bartender here — he won’t, under any circumstance, cut you off. [Waves down bartender. “Hey,” I say, “I thought we agreed you’d wipe this down before the guests arrived.” He gives a surly nod and I regret making a scene because the bar towel might just be a wee bit more seedy that the table he is wiping.]
[Cough, cough. Nervous tittering.]
Ahem… I want to dig into the next topic to consider: suit themes.
Continue reading “Exploring Cartomancy; Suit Themes”©2023 michael raven
cutting through scrim bone knife flint etched with marks left by spirit guides closed eyed sight with kohl streaked across shadowdancing thin
I am exploring cartomancy as a source of writing prompts; this is an initial attempt using an ace of spades, which was drawn just prior to writing the above poem.
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