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| 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.
the picture is amazing...as is the poem..but i felt it had more potential...you ended it too quick...the last verse that began with mirror mirror...you should've added something 2 it...i would consider it as part one...and i loved it...awaiting part 2 :)
ReplyDeleteI could gaze at that ball for a long time...
ReplyDeletewell done....thanks for sharing
ReplyDeleteQuite a reflection comes from that ball....amazing write! :-)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. This wonderful gazing ball works as a charming muse.
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