I was a bit surprised where this card took me. In my ongoing personal journey through the Major Arcana in various ways (the Fool’s Journey is another where I am telling the tale of the Fool as he meets the various Majors), this is the poetry version. Using the Rider-Waite-Smith deck, I look at the card. I write down nine words that come to me. Some are simple descriptions of the cards while others are impressions I get. I try to relinquish what I already know. That is difficult. It is hard to separate the many years of study and approach this with a beginner’s or Fool’s mind.
I invite you to join me. Look at the same card in your favorite deck. I am using the RWS for its familiarity for most of us. But you take your own Temperance. Write down nine words about that card. Then craft a poem for that card using those nine words somehow. I love this as a writing exercise.
See the other poems of the Major Arcana here.
The Nine Words: Stand Pour Scarlet Gold Path Lily Gaze Foot Wings
Stand like a terra cotta soldier
Posed for an emperor’s pleasure
Wings stretched in supplication
One foot firm upon the green earth
One foot casting for stability
with only a lily to support me
Scarlet heralds life’s blood
Scarlet sheds all death’s blood.
Gold shimmers balancing the red
Continue on your seeker’s path
Take my lesson of balanced wings
Know moderation to know peace
Stephanie Arwen Lynch (c) All Rights Reserved
When I was thinking about pursuing certification (and I still circle back to this every now and again), one of the steps included writing a meditation or a poem for each of the 22 Majors. Using the Rider-Waite Smith, I employed my 9Words Poetry Challenge method.
This is the index of my Major Arcana poetry project. When I was thinking about pursuing certification (and I still circle back to this every now and again), one of the steps included writing a meditation or a poem for each of the 22 Majors. Using the Rider-Waite Smith, I employed my 9Words Poetry Challenge method. Here are the links to the completed poems and the place holders for the remaining ones. Justice was done twice. Not for any reason other than the fact that I was not paying attention.
Major Arcana Poetry Index
I’ve studied Tarot for over thirty years now. And 25 or more have been as a professional Tarot consultant. I still get hung up (pun fully intended) by the Hanged Man. Come see why.
Here is my next poem for the Major Arcana. For those of you who are new to my blog, this is a series that I do based on my 9Words Poetry Challenge that I developed. I’ve been doing this for nearly seven years but only began to do this for Tarot as well in 2008.
I take nine words that come to me while looking at the card. For this exercise I am using the Rider-Waite-Smith deck. Then I write a poem that uses those nine words. The poems are Continue reading “Tarot In 9 Words: Hanged Man”
Since that time, many others have adopted this (and been published because of it). The macabre, off-kilter, incredibly talented Sir Daywalker…
The game remains the same. Some years ago I started a poetry challenge on a internet board. I called it 9Words: A Poetry Challenge. It was a way for me to feed my muse when she wasn’t playing well with others.
Since that time, Continue reading “9Words: Missions Of Some One”
Mirror, Cover, Alone, More, Cold, Mermaid, Walk, Dive, Sea
Japanese Mermaids Don’t Sing
Sometimes I see glimpses of her
— Flashes of gold red black white —
Koi under lily pads floating cover.
Diving the depths again alone,
She’s a Japanese mermaid
Afraid to comb her hair any more.
Dropped her precious silver mirror
On his rocky stone cold heart.
Shall she attempt the pain again?
Divide her legs. Let her heart bleed
As she walks into love once more.
Mute because she gave it away
To the wrong handsome prince.
Or would it be better safer calmer
To dive again into that sea welcoming
Dark depths to hide her self that light
— Flashes gold red black white —
Lilies and koi hiding from the pain.
Stephanie Arwen Lynch
I am so pleased to announce that the two pieces I’ve quoted below are going to be published in the BellaOnline Mused spring edition. 🙂 These are both 9Words pieces. poems below
Journey Strain Urge Tug Pull Guide Seek Distance Sea
Sometimes urges–primal screams of myself if you will
Yank at me like restless children who tug my hand
Come with us. Play with us. Run with us. Live please.
Should I seek these winsome toddler thoughts–follow?
Should I stay planted in my known domesticated self
Would the journey to the wilding that is within
Strain my sanity. Snap me like a twig. Break me down?
Pull me closer to that edge with fantasies of hope
With no map in hand I must let that muse guide me
Will she pull me over the bone-shattering cliff?
Will she drown me in that soul-sucking sea?
There in the distance I can hear those cries
Wailing, laughing, crying, shouting, screaming
Those restless children. Those primal screams of me.
Stephanie Arwen Lynch
Interesting * Shut * Said * Coffee * Weekend * Wake * Dove * Earth * Choice
Wake me I said and
Shut the curtain, love
Draw me tight like drum
Skin waiting touch me
Touch me like I am earth
And you a spade waiting
To turn me over again
Making choice cuts
A prime decision perhaps
Interesting on some level
Where you lick me down
Dove chocolate sweet I am
Your tongue diving deep
Reminding me that I said
Make me forget this day
Love me like strong coffee
Hot, sweet, rich, creamy
Drip me from your lips
Like I am your weekend
Stephanie Arwen Lynch
I’ve looked into certification as a Tarot reader on numerous occasions. One thing that continually holds me back is the cost. Still I’d like that piece of paper and initials to add to my name. Part of certification on several boards is to write something for each of the 22 Major Arcana. It occurred to me today that I could combine my love of poetry with my 9Word challenge and tarot.
I’d love it if you stopped by and told me what you thought. http://tarotbyarwen.blogspot.com
Today’s Entry: Tarot In Nine Words – The Fool
This piece just got accepted to Mused, the BellaOnline magazine. I am so excited!
9Words: Bottle Purple White Empty Full Contain Owner Detail Black
Title: Shellin’ Peas
poem this way