Monday, March 26, 2012

The Gazing Ball

The Gazing Ball by J. Binford-Bell

The Gazing Ball

It was blue
perched on pedestal
in my aunt's garden
revealing earth, sky and clouds
of my imagination to me.

It was a crystal ball
opening worlds I longed to know
alternate realities 
to the one I felt a prisoner of
my rabbit hole.

I was Alice
in its wonderland
of warped shapes 
and alternate colors
a universe away from here.

Mirror, mirror in the ball
tell me the answer
before I fall
locked forever away
from alternate realities.

J. Binford-Bell
March 2012

Gazing balls have always been one of my favorite things since visits to my first in the garden of my Auntie Boo. Visit JP at Olive Garden for other poetic takes on favorite things.


  1. the picture is is the poem..but i felt it had more ended it too quick...the last verse that began with mirror should've added something 2 it...i would consider it as part one...and i loved it...awaiting part 2 :)

  2. I could gaze at that ball for a long time...

  3. Quite a reflection comes from that ball....amazing write! :-)

  4. Beautiful. This wonderful gazing ball works as a charming muse.


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