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Palm Reader

bruised soul

By Andrea Corwin Published 2 years ago 1 min read
Palm Reader
Photo by Shreyas shah on Unsplash

Gypsy cupped Client’s hand in her own

and read the palm. Stars encircled the

crown of Client’s head, a large beating heart

above the right ear, hemorrhaged by black blood -

his heart enlarged from life’s dramas,

soul and psyche bruised with passions

**

Client’s head under a yellow lightbulb,

bright heat radiating onto Gypsy’s exposed lifeline.

Gypsy’s eyes burned darkly into Client’s.

“You have many bruises on your soul -

a soul that has countless earth lives attached to it,”

she whispered in Client’s ear.

Her cool breath

fluttered wisps of his hair,

and she stroked his upturned palm

with one bejeweled finger.

Client swatted a moth circling above,

watched as it metamorphosed -

not a moth,

but a ladybug,

come to devour the

aphids that fed on him.

Image by Susann Mielke from Pixabay

Copyright © 5/6/2024 by Andrea O. Corwin

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Andrea Corwin

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  • Mariann Carroll2 years ago

    I was not expecting that ending to this poem

  • Sweileh 8882 years ago

    Interesting and delicious content, keep posting more.

  • Tiffany Gordon2 years ago

    Fabulous work!

  • D.K. Shepard2 years ago

    Some very nightmarish descriptors in this scene! And very ominous tone! Great narrative poem, Andrea!

  • Murali2 years ago

    This poem is short but spooky.

  • Leslie Staven2 years ago

    Spectacular piece. There are so many things I could compliment and comment on this beautifully written picture... I'll stick with the beautiful metamorphism & the hope coming from "...a ladybug, come to devour the aphids that fed on him." Well done, my friend, well done.

  • Hannah Moore2 years ago

    Ooh, I love how you give so much colour to her perception, it's a viewpoint I've never inhabited before.

  • He destroyed what came to help him. That was so sad. Loved your poem!

  • Wow, Andrea, this is wonderfully creepy and sent a chill up my spine. Fabulous work!! I have always feared gypsies along with clowns, and I still do after reading this fine piece!

  • Wow, very nice.

  • John Cox2 years ago

    I loved the blend of metaphor, magic and emotion in this poem, Andrea. Very potent and mysterious!

  • Lana V Lynx2 years ago

    Very pensive, made me think of my encounter with a Gypsy woman.

  • Wow. Fortune-telling can be a bit scary. Not sure if I want to know everything that's going to happen to me!

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