Upside Down

pass through the gateway into an

upside down world, where phantasms

of reality hang in reflective suspension,

captivated by crystalline magicks that

unveil both twisted truth and embittered

lie, a distorted glass through which to

view an unfathomable future, and instead

discover an abundance of possibility

enfolded in bright baubles of corruscating

light as the spirits of green spaces rejoice

at an eager heart’s reconnection

For day 92 of 365 Days Wild I decided to have a play around with my new lens ball. Or, as I like to call it, my crystal ball. I do also have a smaller one of these… but I seem to have mislaid it. It seemed like the perfect time to replace it with a full sized one! I expect the little one will reappear in a coat pocket, somewhere, sometime.

8 thoughts on “Upside Down

  1. I enjoyed the images and beautiful language of this poem; I imagined that the crystal ball-like sphere belonged to a sorceress. It reminds me of the palantir from The Lord of the Rings.

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