2018 Day 27 – Two of Swords

Beneath a waxing moon
She keeps the balance
Between blade and blade.
She cannot see how moonlight touches
Sharp edges of decision.
Behind her, the sea breaks
On treacherous rocks.
Muscles on fire, her arms tremble.
She cannot avoid the choice forever
But tonight, arms crossed,
She protects her heart.


Notes: The prompt was to write a poem inspired by a Tarot card. I’ve used the major arcana in poems before, so I thought I’d pick randomly from the minor arcana, and got this.

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