NaPoWriMo, Day 28

The Wheel of Fortune from the Mythic Tarot was the prompt for this poem. (Click here to see the card.)

Three spinsters

My mother taught me to spin
plant and animal fiber into strands
for fish nets, for mittens, for tapestries.

But it was her mother taught me
to spin dreams into hope, desire
into possibility: for life, for love,

for the future.

 

NaPoWriMo 2016

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