Sestina Poem

Set In Stone

A grand stand for a pyramid of cards
stumbling and twitching like
the little sliver of life.
Yet, it will still stand
tall as she crosses
little cards like legs.

The tiny little legs
tremble as she lifts up a card
for another row. Which crosses
over the blue backs, like
a king’s stand.
The pyramid would last such a short life,

but that doesn’t deter her away from creating its life.
With those little legs,
and with that king’s stand,
the cards, like the Emperor card,
can be more than what fate tells. Like
a pharaoh king bearing his crosses.

The arms of a pharaoh that bears his crosses
is where the girl’s life
intertwines. As if she is like
the pharaoh; her legs
wrapped together and imprisoned just as the face in the king's card.
Yet, she remains unphased. The royal’s stand

is still high above all, the stand
is still bowed to, still decorated with crosses;
nothing changed. Just as the king’s card,
her influence will be set in stone. The pyramid is the anchor in life,
dragging her down with the tiny legs
that hold the white pyramid like

her own. It’s like
her imagination wants the stand
of the king so that her tiny legs
are not so tiny. That the crosses
in her hands can really give life
to something as simple as a card.

The tarot cards in her hands are like
life where there is only one stand
for one king that bear his crosses and stands tall on his legs.