

The Oracle first gave me the title this morning. And she was insistent on the last three lines.

The Oracle first gave me the title this morning. And she was insistent on the last three lines.
Black Beauty
leaves behind a trail
of tears, a
synthesis
of dazzling blue fire and the
mad Czar’s purple sword
Tender and
true, Aurora laughs,
dances in
the golden
acres, wandering among
old Jacob’s cattle
The Purple
Queen calls on Jack Ice
to render
wizardly
mutations—lazy housewife
into Reine des Glaces
A bit of fun using the seed names suggested by Sarah at dVerse in a shadorma chain for Colleen’s #TankaTuesday with synonyms for harmony and transition. Perfect words for a garden!