https://amanpan.com/2020/09/28/eugis-weekly-prompt-crystal-ball-september-28-2020/
When you found the things you could,
A mist of breath showed in the rain,
Twin clouded rain shimmered colors
Of gray stone before you on a path you would go.
If only, if only, you should know the bones of us,
Move knotted stiff with the griefs you’ve piled upon your soul,
We’d glow of phosphorus and neon in velvet darkness.
Walking the dark, shadowed canyon of dreams
Wilted by disappointments and deflated sunshine
Waking to dimmest daylight at noon
Where you cannot bear to look
Upon your own reflection,
A sight of horror in your own eyes now
In that cracked crystal ball where you stand,
In your own self-consecrated field
Of plastic flowers bowing their majestic heads to you,
Your straw haired head is bowed,
Smiling at the ground.
Hearing The Mermaids Sing 
Wow. Strong, beautiful AND somehow horrific. Reminds me for some reason of one of my favorites — Flannery O’Connor.
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Thank you, Jane. Flannery O’Connor is one of my favorites as well.
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Beautiful writing 🧡
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Thank you!
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A thought-provoking piece, Annette. I feel someone’s pain or darkness is knitted in your words. Thank you for participating.
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Thank you, Eugenia. That’s the idea I was attempting to convey.
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You’re welcome, Annette.
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