
The Hanged Man
The Hanged Man card, Rider-Waite tarot deck
One iced night mom took his hand
and led the boy to a no man’s land
And in the darkness of that night,
he came to know himself as blight
Born upside-down and on a tether,
no turned up way to make him clever
Both heart and memory came away
with jilted mom on that crazed day
Excess baggage he seemed to be,
surviving much-grudged care you see
Imagined poems filled his dreams,
soulful skimming of raw life’s cream
On winds of change other blows,
but joys embedded he has known
And in the end life’s still worthwhile
Life was precious to man and child
Upside-down fuels such rare view,
and capsized life is a lonely pew
But when time came to make a close,
only sweetness from a thornless rose
I was intr...