Weekly Creativity Prompt – The Dollhouse

Prompt Here:Pull (at least) three cards, and use them to tell us a story about what it would be like to live in a dollhouse.”

Black Cat Tarot - Majors Only Deck

“I love myself a good box!” The kitty says as the dollhouse is sat down in the little girls room. Black fur pacing back-and-forth to twine around human legs as she watches with interest as the two sides of the house split open to create a wealth of small boxes to explore. (The Devil)

As soon as the human leaves the room, up the kitty hops, onto the table to circle the big box with all the little boxes inside. Peering in the windows to see all that lies within, then circling around to looking through the cracked open side and she begins to sniff curiously. (The Hermit)

Soon, she’s exploring each room eagerly, and pushing the little bits of trinkets and furniture off to the side or knocking them out the fall to the floor out of her way, until there is a scattering of little furniture all over the floor and each of the rooms in the dollhouse is empty. (The Sun)

She then wiggles her way into one of the rooms, working her way in with twitches and tugs until she can scooch and scrunch and smoosh her way to fitting inside. If it fits she sits, after all, and she will make sure that she fits in each and every room. (The Magician)

This room first, though, she thinks. And once she’s in, she’s oh-so-very comfy, and so she decides to linger a while. Instead of moving on to continue exploring, maybe she’ll just take a nap and explore the other rooms later. (Temperance)

DECK USED: BLACK CAT TAROT

Gideon’s Challenge

IMG_0754Night Sky Petunia

Starlight shines
on silken petals
to shimmer bright
in daylight’s
glimmer
as petals flutter
and open wide
to welcome
raindrop’s kisses
and as sun sinks
and moon rises
the flowers
shine on
still

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Gideon’s Challenge

IMG_2776Deconstruction

The soul whispers
it’s wounds
like a raw ache
as cracks
turn into chasms
as confidence
dwindles
like starving weeds
on too-dry clay
and as the soul
cracks open wider
and fissures splinter
through the heart
he whispers still…
I love you

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Gideon’s Challenge

IMG_0725The Deep Ache

Soul opens slowly
to reveal the
deep red center
left raw and
hidden from sight
while life went on
now aching
is aired
for all to see
and trust steps in
as your hand
moves to cover
that spot
and shelter me

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Gideon’s Challenge

IMG_0502No Panhandling

It’s not
panhandling,
but a nap I seek
and this piece
of cardboard
is merely
my blanket
from the cold
and shelter
from the sun
while I catch
a few Z’s
right here
on this spot.
My spot.

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Gideon’s Challenge

IMG_0579Escaping Summer

I long
to go back
to wetter times
where damp earth
permeates the air
with scents
of rich wet soil
and
decaying detritus
while lush green
fills the senses
with a feeling
that all is right
in the world

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