Courtyard…Royal StreetThe sign led me in with wonder and curiosity… PALM READING it said The magic of the French Quarter at every turn and my plan was to experience all of it at once The man appeared from nowhere inviting me in with… “You need your palm read,” he said. I was hooked when he asked me to remove my rings and took both my hands in his own Gently he looked at them and finally said… “Your right hand.” “All of your energy is flowing there.” Tracing my hand in his book he began to tell my life story Past… Present… Future… as he made occasional notes next to my tracing Twenty years later… Katrina’s devastation… I hope his is still there in his courtyard Reading Palms… © 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie This poem was inspired from music shared by a friend that took me back to the French Quarter and my love of New Orleans. To read an older post related to this poem please check out City of New Orleans… http://www.anniestexasmusings.com/city-of-new-orleans/city-of-new-orleans on my other website.