sortilege

TABLE-TOP ZOLTAR

YIKES! THANKS TO MY GRANDDAUGHTER AND SON, I HAVE BEEN TOLD THAT I MISSPELLED THE NAME: SHOULD BE ZOLTAR NOT ZOLTAN! HMMMM…CAN I BLAME THIS ON AUTOCORRECT? STILL, DIDN’T PICK IT UP WHEN PROOFING. HAVE CHANGED IT ON WORDPRESS (WHERE YOU GO WHEN YOU CLICK INTO THE PHOTO OR POEM) BUT IT CAN’T BE CHANGED IN FB. YIKES…

I KNOW, I’M SO WEIRD! WHY DO I CARE? BUT FOR ALL YOU TRIVIA PEOPLE, I LOOKED UP ZOLTAR AND THE COMPANY MADE A TRADEMARK STATEMENT SO THE TABLE-TOP ONES LIKE I HAVE ARE NAMED “ZOLTAN” AND THE LARGE ARCADE ONES ARE NAMED “ZOLTAR”! HERE IS THEIR STATEMENT: “Zoltar Machines: We own the Zoltar® trademark and serve to provide you with the most reliable fortune tellers built to stand the test of time. Zoltar comes in 4 different models: Nostalgic, Deluxe, Standard, and Economy” (FROM zoltar.org)

 

Mysteriously
Today
In a post office locker
A box
Containing Zoltar
No card
But he was batteried up
And at home
Delighted
Asked him a question
His eyes flashed red
And he said:
“The stars will align
On that day
And the answer will be
Yes”
Oh, yes!
You know,
The stars did align last night
Backdrop to
Jupiter, Saturn and
The Waxing Crescent Moon
In the first crispy clear sky
I’ve seen all summer
So if that part is true
I have nothing to do
But believe
All will be well
For a day or two…

(c) 2019 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Table-top Zoltar

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TWO CREATIVITY POEMS

 

CREATE THE DAY

 

What kind of day greets me

Waking up with the Romani song

Diri Diri So Kerdjan

(How Can This Be)

Clunking through my head

What kind of day will exist

Working out on the elliptical

Randomly shuffled playlist:

When Doves Cry

When Will I Be Loved

Don’t Fear the Reaper

What kind of day will I see

Alone, just the dogs and me

What kind of day?

Anything I want it to be

 

 

CREATE THE POEM

 

Forcing it

Must write

Prompts blight

My mind:

Graphics

Warm shower

Music

Sortilege

Gazing at the sky

Walking in nature

Thinking of events

That make me cry

Why oh why

Have words deserted me

Thought the reservoir

Was endlessly brimming

Can no longer accept

I’m specially skilled

Uncooperative brain

Unfulfilled

 

© 2016 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: Human Connectome Project (Neuroimaging)