The Poetics prompt at dVerse today is play. I was inspired to play with motion in the mirror world with my new filters which was fun. And for my poem I played with the answer ball I created over a year ago.
The answer ball is a ball of photographs of specific nouns. The idea is to ask it a yes or no question, throw the ball, and interpret the noun that comes up as either yes or no.
Playing with the Answer Ball in a Thunderstorm
I feel the plush wine carpet between my toes,
run my fingers along the couch while watching
the thunder roll in over the lake and ask, Is this real?
I roll the ball which bounces along the carpet and lands on scissors.
Scissors slice through doubt, cut through the crap, and carve out a truth.
But is there truth?, I wonder as I toss my oracle down the hall.
It wobbles then stops on afternoon. So the morning is a deceit,
and evening is a lie, but the slightly slanted sun overhead, casting
a shadow on the grass has my trust, but can I trust?
I ask my oracle as it rolls across my shadow, Are you lying?
It lands on poison. Every lie a bit of hemlock, a death cap stealing
meaning from interpretation, clouding doubt over perception,
leaving so many questions unanswered.
Experience Writing 
I think a play like this might end up where you don’t want it to go.
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This is so poignant! 💖💖 I resonate with; “So the morning is a deceit, and evening is a lie, but the slightly slanted sun overhead, casting a shadow on the grass has my trust, but can I trust?” Sigh .. we might as well take a leap of faith!
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I pictured you (the subject of the poem) to be aging almost. From where you start on the carpet to moving on and questioning life.
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What a way to roll to the voice of the universe, Maria. Very creative idea. I know you are a playful person by the images you create, both in art and word.
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