And the Oracle explains*

*see previous poem.

A magnetic poem, the Oracle’s explanation, and also pretty surreal.


Blue is just a picture painted over the sky.

Watch how stars soar through the light,

shining like heavenly ships on a dark sea,

fiery raw as a rain of red rose petals.

When the mists rise, you will see through the black

and the purple darkness, love’s dream,

in the moon’s garden of shadows.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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